Sandy was the happiest girl in the world! She'd just married her best friend in the universe at one of the most breathtaking landmarks either of them had ever seen, and she was so happy, she sparkled as brightly as the heavy beads on her gown. She glistened lightly, under the weight of all those sleeves, and thought back proudly at how far she'd managed to climb along that craggy cliff in her nyloned feet, her easy, open-toed sandals ... oh, the life of an on-call nurse! She was quite satisfied with her last-minute efforts at finding a dress. You'd be surprised how much you could find rummaging through hospital kitchenwares. This costume had only taken her a few minutes to stitch up from some old doilies leftover from a recent conference on pre-natal care. She was thankful for the breeze threatening to carry her veil away after her sudden trek away from the hospital. She looked over at Rob, the love of her life, and immediately, her mind overflooded with wave upon wave of power ballads they would later request at the reception ... wedded life was going to be sweet.
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