We Want a Big Wedding
How lovey-dovey can they be? We ask each other, concerned.
It is his sixth marriage, her thirteenth. They are totally in love.
We have heard this before from both of them.
They have actually married each other twice already.
We want a big wedding, she says. White dress and everything.
And we will release doves, he tells us. This time we mean it.
We are silent, noncommittal, not sure what to say.
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