Plus One

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       "Who's the lucky girl, then?"

       I rolled my eyes, "I'll let you know when I find her."

One month, that's how long Will has to find a date to his sister's wedding.

       For any other guy, it might not have been a big deal. They could go stag, maybe take a friend along, then go home with a bridesmaid at the end of the night. Well, Will couldn't actually do that. One, the bridesmaids were all related to him, "No matter how distant, they are still related to me, Thomas." And two, Will wasn't any other guy.

       With a mother who worried he was still single at twenty, "You're almost twenty-one," a father who had a new wife, who's also twenty, and a sister who may as well have hung the moon, this was a very big deal.

       But it's only now, frantically scrolling through his listed friends on Facebook, that he realises ticking "plus one" may have been a moment of madness.

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