Monday, December 22, 2008

This is the day

Well... you didn't wake up this morning
Because you didn't go to bed
You were watching the whites of your eyes
Turn red
The calendar, on your wall, is ticking the days off
The calendar on your wall is ticking
the days off
You've been reading some old letters
You smile and think how much you've changed
All the money in the world
Couldn't bring back those days.
You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes,
You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky.
THIS IS THE DAY -- Your life will surely change.
THIS IS THE DAY -- Your life will surely change.
You could've done anything -- if you'd wanted
And all your friends and family think that you're lucky.
But the side of you they'll never see
Is when you're left alone with the memories
That hold your life together like
Glue -the the

It didn't take long. Actually. The Justice of the Peace did there thing and it was done. Kal thought perhaps they'd married on the coldest day of the year. His mother and Rosco came along for support, he guessed. Really, it felt so rigid and cold and nothing like a wedding should have been, but Whitney didn't say a word about it.

She wore her gray leggings and hefty black boots, but the honey beige sweater dress was beautiful, and Whitney did carry an elegance about her. Of course, he wore the only suit and tie he'd ever owned. It was something for when he was in tournaments for improvs only he never got to go to one since his grades were never really that good. But his coach always said he was the funniest. Of course, this really wasn't that fun of a day with an inch of ice on the ground and a couple of inches of snow on top of it. It was practically Siberia.

Kal's Mom caught a few snap shots of them with her digital camera.

"Now are you sure you don't want to go to Kansas City?" His mother said she'd pay for it.

"No." Whitney shivered slightly. "Not in this weather."

"At least go to the Hilton down town. No buts about it, All right." She looked at the bother of them, pointing her finger. Kal just thought it was probably her idea of having some time alone, but then again Rosco seemed to be having someone over a lot lately, and he was pretty sure the blond was sleeping over, but he wasn't going to mention that. Especially, now.

"Thanks, Mom," Kal said wondering if he'd be indebted to his Mom forever.

Kal held on to Whitney's hand and smiled. He supposed he'd have to wait another day to try to win the lottery. Today, he was a married man.

3 comments:

Cate said...

I'm listening to that song just now, and it really fits Emily. Poor thing. The voice fits Emily too, somehow...
Oh. I kind of expected the chapter to be about Emily then :]
Of course it's a different wedding, but it's a wedding. And it counts as much as a 'wedding in white'.
Being a married man won't be that bad, Kal will see :]
Thanks for your comment too. For me, it's only two days to go for Christmas because here in protestant Europe we celebrate it on December 24. You celebrate on Dec 25, I suppose?

Ivy said...

I love that song. Oh, glad they got hitched.

Vintage Me New You said...

Great song:)nice blog!
thanks vor visiting mine!
be happy and enjoy the holidays!