I watched carefully, looking for a face I had only seen in pictures. A few dozen people. A pause. Then some more people. Another pause. Then a larger ...roup. And then she came into sight. A leather jacket, perhaps anticipating a cool climate, or perhaps just her style. Her hair. Her face. Just like the picture. And then she saw me. Our eyes met. Not the proverbial romantic moment, but a mutual smile of recognition. Of being pleasantly surprised that sometimes pictures don’t lie. The conversation. A Safe House, Rock port, MDAfter his call to The President two days before, coupled with this most recent event in Chicago, The Agent thought he should at least place some assets in the area.He had been The Agent for nine years now and would be until the day he was killed, or died of natural causes. There was no Retirement Program in this post, as he had Officially Perished in a helicopter training exercise ten years previously - no remains recoverable. With the subsequent year then devoted to. The Nun ushered them inside.Sinead and Kevin were met with the sight of a long,bright corridor and both of them suddenly became aware of the austerity of the place when the Nun slammed the door shut and locked the door with a heavy bolt."Come along,the Abbot is very busy and must not be kept waiting," the Nun said impatiently.Sinead and Kevin were led along the corridor.As they followed the Nun,both of them became aware of a sound from a one of the doors off the corridor,it was clear to them. We had been waiting for quite some time and I was starting to get worried. Had something happened? Had someone told Lexxi what had happened at Nikkis bachelorette party? Had she called off the wedding? But all of my fears vanished the second the bridal chorus started playing. As I turned to glance at the back of the church, I realized something. It was my first time attending a lesbian wedding and I had no idea what to expect. Would they both be wearing wedding dresses? Would they both be.
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