The Perfect Wedding

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The day dawned bright and shiny. It was fall and the weather could not have been more appropriate for getting married. Jacob was so happy. His darling little girl was getting married today. Everything was perfect. The chapel was adorned with beautiful fuchsias and lilacs. The tables were laid with ornate table cloths. The sound of the three cellos soothed everything into a peaceful stability. The smell of freshly baked food wafted through the hall. It was going to be the prefect wedding.

He wished his wife was here. It had been 12 years since that fateful morning when he found her dead in their bathroom from an overdose of sleeping pills. The time had not dulled the pain though. If anything, it had just managed to expand the void left by her death. But today, he vowed, he won’t let that mar his spirits. His darling little daughter was getting married after all. Everything was going perfectly as planned. He had found a nice little gentleman for her. Jacob was sure that he would provide for his daughter very well. She will be content.

He had tried to make his daughter’s life as easy as possible. Growing without a mother was one of the most difficult things, he had realized. But he had given his best shot. His daughter had turned into this beautiful, independent, young woman from the rebellious teenager that she was. Okay, to be honest, she had still retained her rebellious streak. But time would change that. Getting married would change that.”She is just 23 after all”, he thought to himself, “She will realize the wisdom of the decisions he had made for her. She had to see it some day.”

He remembered the argument they had had last night.

“He treats me like a kid, Dad! I dunno if I wanna marry him. Give me some time. Let me get to know him”, she cried.

He walked to her, gave a peck on her tear-wet cheek and just smiled. “It’s all gonna be okay, sweety. Trust me!”, he told her.

That memory left a fleeting ghost of a smile on his face as he walked towards the bridal dressing room. It was time. As he walked into the room, he found her taking a nap on the bed, all veil-clad and stammeringly beautiful the way only brides can be. ‘My poor baby’, he thought, ‘She must be so tired’. But as he walked towards her, all color drained from his face. She was holding a vial of pills in her left hand and in her dying, bridal beauty all she reminded him was of his long-lost wife and her fatal end.

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8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. joetwo
    Jul 03, 2014 @ 04:13:13

    How horrible. Perhaps he should have listened.

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  2. Elyse
    Jul 04, 2014 @ 04:20:39

    Oh Dear. No words.

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  3. Patty B
    Jul 05, 2014 @ 16:51:33

    Beautiful yet sad…

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  4. T E Stazyk
    Jul 06, 2014 @ 10:45:47

    Wow! Well done. Didn’t see it coming until the very end.

    Hope you don’t mind but, I have a couple of observations.

    The first two paragraphs set the stage perfectly, but the third paragraph is a little too casual in style which in my opinion detracts from the build up “He had given it his best shot.” Not only is it slangy, it also sounds fatalistic, as if he’s giving up and he really hasn’t has he? Also “Okay” sounds like acceptance of her rebellious streak and isn’t he trying to suppress it? And in the third sentence instead of “this beautiful” maybe “a beautiful” would sound less informal. Lastly, because the last sentence is a quote of the father’s thought should it be “decisions I had made for her”?

    You could also delete from the last sentence “and her fatal end” without losing anything.

    As usual, just my opinions to take or leave, but a really moving well done story.

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    • Shalvika P
      Jul 07, 2014 @ 17:17:25

      Thank you so much for your critique! I am grateful for your comments and I have been really looking forward to someone who could do this to my writing so that I don’t continue making the same errors over and over again. Once again, thank you!

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  5. anuradha14
    Jul 21, 2014 @ 20:20:40

    I was engrossed till the end must say well concocted !very touching

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