No the thing that really got his indignation was performing a wedding ceremony for myself and Cindy.But bless her, Cindy wasn't taking any shit. She w...lked right up to him and smacked him full in the face "you are not going to spoil my wedding day, now do your job" with that she bounced out of the room and went upstairs to change, and I did the same. We met at the bottom of the stairs an hour later, she looked radiant, I was so proud of my wife to be, my daughter.We went into the room and the. "Honey, Ginger is your matron of honor. The bridesmaids are your daughters, Jennifer, Joan and Connie, along with Sandy and Karen Gaudli. Karen insists that she's your younger sister in spite of the fact that she will be your daughter-in-law. The ushers are Charley, Brian, Chip and Jack. Of course Billy is his father's best man. Oh, yes. We even have a surprise.The wedding was in a small chapel that was covered with flowers. Peeking around the corner, Ali thought she had never seen a church. When we boarded the bus she was amused to see the seats. It was like a small double bed as you all know. The journey started and then she realized that she has not brought the blanket with her. I told her not to worry as mine was enough to hold two persons.The bus started and so the AC. There was no control for AC in the seats so we slipped under the blanket for the entire time. We chit chatted for some minutes and then I suddenly felt her leg touching to mine. I thought it was due to the. Should I respect that and leave her alone? Should I ask her what was wrong? Ah, the dilemma of being a Swede, raised to mind your own business! The sadly so often justified fear of getting scolded for caring, which we confuse with being nosey! Besides, what if she WOULDN’T yell at me to ‘mind my own business?’ What if she instead would actually tell me what was bothering her? Did I really want a crying stranger to tell me all her troubles? Didn’t I have enough of my own? And what if she would.