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Topic: White (10/29/09)
- TITLE: White Liar
By Jessica Ryder
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The music started, the familiar march that rang through little girl’s ears ever since they were old enough to know what marriage was. The tune they hummed and forced the neighbor boy to walk with them in their backyard to. The church doors opened and the scent of flowers and perfume floated through the air. All eyes were on me.
I smiled as I took my first step down the aisle. The faces of so many of my friends and family stared back at me, love in their eyes and joy in their hearts. “You look beautiful,” they whispered as I passed.
Then I met the eyes of the redhead I’d never actually met. I had in passing and through stories, but never face to face. Her eyes shied away from mine and I smiled even bigger, letting her know I was glad she was there. The story with her never added up anyway.
My dad squeezed my arm tighter, more for his sake than for mine. My white dress swished at my feet, showing my crystal lined heels and perfectly polished toes for my big day. By the look on everyone’s faces, it was a dress most would die for. I picked it well.
We passed the brunette that always seemed to smile at my fiancé but never at me. Her focus was on my ring but I locked her eyes on mine when she finally looked up. I wasn’t afraid to let her know I knew all along. She was never fooling me. I gave her a wink and her expression changed from nervousness to confusion. Remember sweetie, I’ve got friends in this town.
I was almost to him then. His groomsmen lined on his side, my bridesmaids lined on the other. All of them were dressed in his favorite blue, with their gorgeous bouquets positioned in front of them. I glanced them over and met eyes with my cousin -- the beautiful blond who always had trouble being faithful. She smiled big at me because she had no idea that I knew what really happened the night he walked her to her car. He could lie, but his eyes told a different story.
My father kissed me on my cheek and I smiled and whispered, “I loved you daddy.” The crowd and music went quiet as I locked hands and eyes with the man I promised to give my heart to forever. He smiled at me with a sincere look on his face, like he was ready to have me for the rest of his life. His stupid little house wife, forever.
I took a deep breath and gave his hands a quick squeeze before I stopped the preacher from talking. “Excuse me,” I looked out at my friends and family gathered to share my precious day. “I just wanted to say something before this gets started.” I grinned and looked back at him, fear flashed through his eyes as he looked at the fire in mine. The flame he tried to kill a long time ago.
“There are a lot of people here who know this white liar I’m standing with. They know his games and girls,” I slowly meet the eyes of all three. They fidgeted in their seats and bridesmaid’s dress wondering what I was up to now. I grinned and looked back at him, “well honey, I’ve been raised better than that.”
His face turned white as I pulled off my ring and placed it firmly in his cold hand. I looked at the cross hanging behind him and winked before I walked down the aisle in my wedding dress with a shattered ceremony behind me.
The whispers and movement turned into a roar of confusion and triumph when I laughed and pushed open the church doors feeling light and free. When I was outside I tossed my bouquet over my shoulder feeling sorry for whoever picked it up. Everyone else may think I’m crazy but I’m content with just having two men in my life. My daddy and God -- the only two men who really love me.
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