It was going to be the best day of my life. For years now my wife and I had been planning this wedding in the south of France. I couldn't stop thinking of everyone's reactions when the solid gold rings were slipped onto our fingers and the words 'you may now kiss the bride' echoed in my head. As a strict Christian, I have never kissed a girl before what if I'm a bad kisser? What if she doesn't really love me? No I couldn't possibly stand the thought. In the mirror I see a dapper 29 year old, blonde hair swept in a fringe above my eyes. Knock knock my best man appeared at the door. 'Come on Casper, we're going to be late'
'Coming John' I reply to him in a hurry frantically straightening my tie
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The day a horror story
HorrorWhen a wedding suddenly has a dramatic turn it's up to the groom to retrieve the ring to solve all carnidge
