Mom talked me into preparing a wedding ceremony for us. She said that it might appease my father's fury. So the past few days, we were both busy talking to wedding organizers. She's helping me and I think at the rate that we are going, we will be able to pull it off in a week or two.
Some things just get so much easier when you have money to spend.
"Venue, check... wedding dress, check," it was Mom going over our checklist. "Flowers... guest list..." she mumbled.
"The invitations will arrive two days from now," she said. I just nodded. To be honest, she's more hands-on than me. I think she's even more excited about the planning than I will ever be.
Don't get me wrong. I also wanted it, but the fact that Seb and I were already married lifted a lot of pressure on me. This one is just for
