Wedding

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--- A Couple of Days Later or So ---
--- 15th of May, 1963 ---

The days flew like swarm of butterflies, flapping their multi-colored, translucently satin wings. Even swifter as a light summer breeze. 

It was the balmy day of May, when the young couple has already plotted their wedding as their wedding ceremony couldn't be as compact as the inner circle guests only, reckoning the Howards and their twins, Elsa along with her small family, Frank and his daughters, besides Serena.

The days were getting warmer as the summer was approaching within less than a month and embracing the Vermont outskirts even with hotter, more scintillating beaming sun rays, being part of the common climate. 

The both juvenile adults, Kit and Odette, were more than eager and agitated for their wedding day. Eager as inquisitive children to discover how the events which are about to take its place on their private wedding will develop eventually and are they prone to bring them a beaming, everlasting smile for their holy and lawful union. Agitation was the ideal condition the both young adults were symptomized. Their symptoms could be their indisputable nirvana, enveloping their hearts and minds. The second symptom was vouched to their uneasiness since little did they know how the wedding is going to pass and most of all, are they going to like everything that's associated with their hallowed day and union today.

In the wee hours of the morning, the both families have been awake as  they have fed their little sweet rays of sunshines, had a breakfast and then commenced to prepare for the grandiose, remarkable day as on the top of their tasks were dressing exquisitely elegant.

It has been a handful of days since the Howards were with sleepover in the future married couple's household as special guests.

Whilst the twins were Charlotte on the edge of the king-sized bed, dressed up elegantly as they were babbling and uttering curtly words they did know, lingering on their tongues, Odette was sitting on the dressing table as its medium-sized mirror beside her reflected the manipulated doubled reflection when Serena and Elsa were aiding with applying make-up on her porcelain, youthful complexion and making a dazzling hairdo. The both ladies were utterly focused on their task as the juvenile singer was dressed up in the same wedding gown which it has been purchased weeks ago, when she, Judy and Kit were shopping for wedding outfits. 

In the meantime, the horde of men were in the living room, seating on the couch as they were awaiting for the females to finish with the make-up and hairdo of Odette and finally go to the church even if the brunette and her fiancé weren't pious as much as the former members of the church at all. Evelyn was supervising the almost toddlers.

"Aww, mein Liebchen, as much as I missed you, you're still mesmerizing with these looks!" It was the German emigrant, commenting her secondary daughter as she glanced at the manipulated mirrored look of hers, offering her a benevolent, sincere smile, cradling her ruby painted lips. "I can't wait for the moment when the priest babbles his sacred songs to hear the questions to the just married couple are they going to marry each other." She resumed her utterance as she couldn't repress a hoarse, jubilant chuckle, quivering her oral caverns. 

"It seems everybody is impatient for this moment, Elsa! Especially as much as their giggles and their kiss after the formal announcement of their marriage." The strawberry-haired lady exclaimed plainly through a merry, guturral chucle, tickling the corners of her mouth as her slim, long as piano keys fingers were pinning the stray glossy chestnut strands of the bride's French updo, framing ideally her pale as ghost, porcelain face and highlighting her ethereal, delirious beauty in the facial features.

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