Night before the wedding.

The Queen City is drenched in showers and the night sky is growling with frequent thunder. It is the storm before the calm. My grandma tells me the rain is a blessing from the heavens; the Gods are happy she says. My sister makes the situation less celestial by admitting that it will do nothing for my hair.

The big day is just hours away. The house is quiet and I’m the last person still awake. I am nervous. I am excited. I am hungry. I have to fast all day tomorrow until my first meal with Dev after the evening wedding. I wonder if he has to do the same. I hope not because at least one of us needs to be eating all the delicious food around us.

I am at mile 13 in my pseudo marathon. I am half way through with the wedding festivities. I am half way to the finish line. And from then on…

We’re going to live like we’re telling the best story in the whole world. Are you ready?

                                                                          – Rachel Weisz, The Brothers Bloom

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