CHURCH - CHAPEL
wonder what's taking so long," Charles Callison muttered nervously as he
checked his watch again for what seemed like the fiftieth time in the past five
minutes. "This wedding should be getting started and there's no sign
that it's about to."
"Maybe Jillian's just having some
trouble with her dress," Francis Callison supposed as she tried to consider
all logical reasons for the delay. "Maybe I need to go check on her
do no such thing," Mary Albany spoke up firmly and grabbed onto her
daughter's hand. "The last thing a nervous bride needs is her future
mother-in-law barging in on her wanting to know what's taking her so long to marry her
"I think your mother's right,
honey," Charles smiled.
"Oh, I know," Francis sighed.
"When you and I got married, your mother hovered over me like a vulture,
making sure every little detail was perfect and to her specifications. I
almost thought that she was the one getting married."
"My mother did not hover!"
"Yes, she did, Charles," Mary
corrected. "You forget. I was there."
my mother's hovering skills aren't the topic today." Charles slowly
rose from his seat and turned towards the back of the church. "Since
I'm filling in as honorary 'father of the bride,' maybe I can get all of the
girls together and get this show on the road."
As Charles quickly walked up the aisle
towards the vestibule, Francis saw their daughter Maggie coming towards them
from across the room.
"Maggie, come here and sit down!"
Francis ordered with a stern whisper. "The wedding's going to start
any minute and we all need to be in our places."
"I was just talking to Burt,"
Maggie explained as she slid into the pew next to her mother and
grandmother. "I was trying to talk him into sitting over here with
the rest of the family."
"And what did he say?"
said he didn't want to," Maggie sighed. "He's going to set on
the other side with Janet and Jillian's family."
"Well, this has all been difficult for
him," Mary commented with a nod. "Being a Callison is just going
to take him some getting used to." She paused and craned her head to
look around the church. "Maggie, dear, where's Stanley? I
thought he was coming to the wedding with you."
"He is," Maggie grumbled, less than
enthusiastic about her date. "He forgot and left his
camera in the car."
"Hello," Lorraine Davis
she hurriedly walked over to them with her husband, Douglas, by her side.
"I'm so glad we made it."
"Lorraine, dear, I was starting to get
worried." Francis quickly rose from her seat so that she could hug
her friend. "What took you both
"Mikey was being fussy," Douglas
explained. "He didn't want his mommy leaving him."
took me a bit to get him settled down," Lorraine continued, "but I
finally did and now he's safe and snug at home with Mom."
Lorraine paused and subtly glanced around the chapel. "I see that we
haven't missed the start of the wedding. I thought everything would be
underway, by now."
"Me, too," Francis sighed,
"and that has me worried." She paused and bit her lip nervously as
a string of possible complications began to run through her head. "I
just don't think I could bear it if something happened to derail this wedding,
"I'm sure nothing's going to go
wrong," Douglas reassured with a comforting smile. "This wedding
is going to happen and I'm certain that there's nothing that's going to stop
"I hope so," Francis muttered and
then quickly looked to her mother for reassurance. "I really hope