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Topic: TALKATIVE (09/08/16)
TITLE: Mae at the Wedding
By Jody Day
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Karen grabbed Mae’s arm and pulled her into the nearest vacant room in the church. “Mae, I know you mean well, but Aunt Jo’s friend might not take it that way. Besides, there’s no time.”
“I guess you’re right. I can’t believe Aunt Jo picked these awful dresses. I mean, come on, turquoise for crying out loud.” She pulled at the itchy Peter Pan collar.
“They aren’t so bad. Besides, the bride gets to choose whatever she wants. Listen, Mae, Aunt Jo said she she’s really grateful for all the work you did for the wedding. But honestly, she’s a little worried about that mouth of yours. Everyone that loves you understands that you, um, speak your mind. But her guests from out of town might be offended at some of the things you say.” Karen tucked a stray curl back into Mae’s upswept do.
“I did do a ton of work for this wedding. I love Aunt Jo. Karen, you’re always harping about what I say. I only speak the truth. The truth makes things better. I only want the best for everyone.” Mae adjusted the sparkly belt around Karen’s waist. “Looks too loose.”
“I can’t argue with you about the truth, it’s just that that brilliant brain of yours has no filter when it comes to the appropriate time and place for the truth. We nearly lost the caterer today because of your ‘wanting what’s best’. Was it truly necessary to remove the little pimentos from all those bacon wrapped scallops?” Karen let her belt out a notch.
“They looked like little eyeballs. Who wants that staring back at them from their plate? Aunt Jo should thank me. She may be pushing forty and about to marry a balding old man, but at least she’s going to have a pretty wedding.”
“Mae, that’s just not very nice. You’re blessed John thought it was funny when you suggested he look into a hair plug treatment before the wedding. Let’s just drop this. You look beautiful. It’s going to be a fun day.” Karen hugged her sister.
“I hope so. I plan to enjoy it, since I probably won’t ever have one of my own.”
“Of course you will. Aunt Jo found her John. You’ll find yours,” Karen said.
“If I ever meet a man that speaks his mind, then maybe. Speaking of John, where is that little brother of his? He’s supposed to escort me out during the recessional and he didn’t make it to rehearsal. I hope he’s not bald.”
“His car broke down but he called and said he’d be here in time. For his sake, I also hope he’s not bald. His name is Jacob. Please, just keep your thoughts to yourself. You can unleash it all on me after it’s over.” She laughed.
“What’s so funny?” Mae asked.
“John seems to think that you and Jacob are going to hit it off.”
The wedding march began and John’s little brother still had not arrived. Karen and Aunt Jo’s two other bridesmaids had already gone in. Just as Mae took a step down the aisle, a tall, handsome, and decidedly not bald young man breezed in the side door and took his place beside the groom.
Aunt Jo and John exchanged their vows and the recessional started. Jacob met Mae in the aisle and extended his arm. She tried to say ‘hello’, but something stuck in her throat.
“You must be Mae. I’m Jacob. Sorry I was so late.” He smiled at Mae as they walked down the aisle.
A vague thought that he should have made better travel arrangements formed in her mind, but it wouldn’t come out of her mouth.
“Turquoise is definitely not your color,” Jacob said as they stepped into the foyer where the wedding party had gathered.
Mae’s mouth dropped open. Aunt Jo looked concerned. John grinned. Karen held her breath.
“I know, right? It’s not yours either.” She reached up and took off his turquoise bow tie.
It was love at first words. Mae’s mouth had met its match. She followed Jacob to the mission field, where they were so loved by the people of Burkina Faso that it didn’t much matter what they said.
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