

WrongI got married in Augustlate August, when there was already a hint of fall in the airin a small church not far from the beach. From the church, we could hear the ocean. I looked beautiful on my wedding day. I had a small waist, and slender arms, and long, flowing hair that I wore in loose curls. My gown was made of pristine white satinI was a virginand it had tiny glass beads sewn onto the bodice. There were matching beads in my veil. I was radiant in my walk down the aisle. My husbandmy groomwas handsome that day, and as my fatheWrong
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Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
Baa, star child.
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