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The Wedding Vows
“I, Melinda, take you, Mathew, to be my husband. To have and to hold from this day forward. For better, for worse. For richer, for poorer. In sickness and in health. To love and to cherish. Until we are parted by death.”
As I read out my wedding vows we had framed 6 years ago, I remembered the day we took these vows. How long it has been.
Every anniversary, as a tradition, Mathew and I would always have a romantic dinner where each of us made both our favorite meals depending on who’s turn it was to cook. Today was mine. I left a note for him, telling him I had gone grocery shopping, and pleaded with him to help pick up the wine I had ordered a week ago from Suzy’s. It was a two-hour drive. Everything would be ready before he got back.
I was feeling more than excited. After I sorted out what I had gotten, I set up the new phone with the SIM card I had stolen weeks ago. I went into the garage, checked if the bike and helmet were still in the trunk. After I was done serving the table, I looked at it — All set.
“Perfect!” I said to myself, smiling.
I checked the time. It was exactly 7 pm. Mathew would be back any minute. So I quickly placed an order from a restaurant nearby, ran upstairs, undressed, and entered the bathroom.
