DANE & SARA'S APARTMENT
you have no idea how happy I am right now!" Sara
glowed as she looked at the wedding band that had found a home on her hand.
"I've waited so long to be your wife."
"Yes, I know," he muttered dryly as he sat in his
chair with his chin resting in his hand. He gritted his teeth as he
wondered how his life took such a drastically different turn than what he'd
planned. It had only been a few months before that he was certain he'd
away from Reginald.
Now he was married to Sara. This was not the way it was supposed to
"I wish we could've had a real honeymoon," Sara sighed
as she sat down on the edge of the chair and laid her head on his shoulder.
"You know, someplace nice..."
"That's kind of hard when you don't have any money."
Dane began to think about the financial support that his parents had withdrawn
as soon as they'd learned of his planned marriage. "If you think
you're old enough to get married and settle down, you're old enough to pay for
yourself," his father had said in a rather abrupt phone call.
"Everything's gonna be hard now," he sighed. "Now I've got
to work to support us and try to pay for school. This isn't going to be
"Dane, I told you I could get a job, too!" She
slowly ran her fingers through his dark, wavy hair. "I'm just as
capable of helping with the bills and your school, too!"
"No!" He turned to face her angrily.
"You're my wife and you'll act like my wife. I will not
have people thinking that I can't take care of my household!"
"Okay," Sara sighed. He could be so difficult at
times. "Well, I guess since we're spending our honeymoon
here...." She snuggled up next to him and leaned in for a kiss.
"Sorry, can't." Dane pushed her away and got up
from his seat.
"What? What do you mean you can't?"
"I have to go to work and earn us some money."
He grabbed his jacket off of the back of the chair and walked toward the door.
"I'm lucky to have gotten this job at the
Callison Printing Plant. I can't afford to miss work."
"But, Dane, this is our honeymoon!"
"And I have to go to work to support my new wife."
He smiled at her, but it was tinged with sarcasm.
As the door shut behind him, Sara slumped down into the chair
and began to wonder if she really knew what she was getting into.