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We now had one and a half weeks before the wedding, and as you can probably assume, things were absolute chaos. Luke was constantly over at my house, finishing up homework as rapidly as possible so that we could go over plans and continue to drill each other with facts. Although we were normally at my place, today we decided to spend the day at his (Dad was hosting a business party), and pulled into the driveway directly after school. I craned my neck, looking out the grimy truck window to see a large house, painted powder blue, its large windows illuminated with daylight and lawn full of lush, green grass. It looked like a regular house, like something straight out of a Home and Garden magazine. If I closed my eyes, I could imagine an entire family out in the front—a mother and father wa
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