Unforgettable

Wedding hall

The pink and red heart-shaped balloons, which were intended to transform the legion hall into the sort of grand ballroom suitable for a fairy-tale wedding, did not quite suit the pastel-yellow walls. The single rotating coloured light which the DJ had brought could not compete with the stark glare of the fluorescent tubes that were recessed into the low false ceiling. Nonetheless, the open bar was well-frequented, and the guests were in good humour. Loud whooping accompanied the doffing of thrift store suit-jackets, which were then swung around heads revealing dark pit-stains that had formed on the dress shirts beneath. None of this, however, perturbed the groom, David, as much as the presence of his mother, and, after a particularly energetic turn on the dance floor to the strains of Gloria Gaynor’s 1978 classic “I Will Survive,” he walked over to the bar to catch his breath and to unburden himself to his sister, Sarah.
“I don’t even know why we brought her all the way down here. I mean, she’s not getting anything out of this. She doesn’t even know what’s going on.”
“Shame on you, David; she cared for both of us when we were far too small to ‘know what was going on.’” Continue reading “Unforgettable”