The Rogue Speaks:
Well, I'm only one day late for Jenny's Saturday Centus! I decided to write about something that actually happened many years ago when Rod and I were professional wedding guests(the children of our friends kept us on the go to many places around the country.). This took place in the same little church in which John F. Kennedy Jr's wife was baptised. We were in high cotton, but more about that later. This sort of thing only happens in movies, right? Wrong!! And we have lots of witnesses to prove it!!
The white-bearded man rolled through the church door,and staggered into a pew. Eyes rolled and hushed whispers could be heard.
“... let him speak now, or forever hold his peace..."said the minister.
"Let me speak!" shouted the man.
"Shut up, Eddie," someone said, pushing him down in his seat, The bride gripped her bouquet.
"PleasePeasePlease," her lips moved silently.
"I want to speak!" And again a hand appeared, shoving him back down.
Quietly, the minister spoke to the man. Then he returned to the bride and groom.
“Friends, Uncle Eddie wants to bless this union. Thank you, sir, for your sentiments."
"...off the wagon again!" each whispered to the next.