And we tell each other our fears, our dreams, talk of our emptiness. But she has no emptiness. She spends every evening in Andrew’s arms. I’m not...jealous but I am envious. Those are the arms I want to die in. We all had dinner together on Saturday night, agreeing to shelve talk of the next generation until we knew for sure. We had our theories. Andrew is a great one for theories. But this is one theorem whose proof will be tested almost immediately. We are all on pins and needles. I went. She stood waiting and watching him drinking in her shape, size, and looks like some student with the finest of paintings. Then after a moment or two of inactivity, she said quietly, “Like what you can see Tony?” he mumbled that “he did more than anything he had ever seen before in any book!” Though flattered she brought his concentration back with the command “stockings!” it galvanised him into action, he knelt slid his hand onto and up the left leg till it came to a suspender, he fumbled with. But, now we need to get you packed so we can be on our way to make those fantasies a reality." Susan said as she began to look through Mary's closet.A few minutes later Mary and Susan emerged from the con virgins room suitcases in tow."Bout time," shouted a sarcastic voice."Shut it John," Susan said icily in return. "In fact be a man and help us with this luggage." Alright alright," replied Susan's brother as he met the girls halfway up the stairs to grab two of the bigger suitcases.Mary. She found a very subtle way to show the village, that theyaren't the rich people, they pretend to be. They are just the people ofa little Hicksville, good enough for a photo background.After their striking ceremony, the program continues at the winery.Except for the elderly, who are carried around in the rickshaws, allguests need to walk down the hill, while the bridal couple needs to takesome further photos. After finished taking more photos in front of theamazing background, they are walking.