Will's goal of getting married on December 30th came within a hair's breath of being foiled. He and his fiance were at the temple in plenty of time, but they had come without their temple recommends and marriage license. They thought the had them with them. They knew they had them somewhere. But where? What to do?
They called Summer's brother Dell and asked him to comb Summer's apartment. He did, but to no avail. He said a prayer and kept looking. Still no luck. He finally decided to get in his car and go to the place Summer had gone when she left her apartment. As he was driving out, he noticed some papers on the ground. He ran over them, thought, "could those be the documents I'm looking for?" He backed over them again and got out of his car to examined them closely. They were the very things he was looking for, riddled with tire marks and clearly the worse for wear, but also clearly identifyable. Summer had put them on top of the car for safe keeping as she was loading other things, forgotten that they were there, had gotten in the car, and driven off.
Once he had brushed them off, Dell called Summer, who was in the temple just a bit above panic mode. She heaved a huge sigh of relief at his good news and passed the word on to Will, who was outwardly remaining calm but inwardly going berzerk. The word that Dell had found the papers and would be on his way to the temple post haste, was enough to get them both out of range of cardiac arrest. Dell made it in time for the ceremony to proceed with only a minor delay. We are happy to report that things went somewhat smoother after that.
The people at the temple who received the documents looked at them like this was nothing. They had seen much worse. Apparently wedding day jitters are not all that uncommon among people who are tying the knot, not only for time, but for all eternity. A journey of that magnitude could understandably be taken with a bit of faltering on the first step.
1 comment:
oh my heck! that is some story for now and for posterity. xox
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