Sarah sat straight up and opened her eyes with wide awake delight! Today was her wedding day. She stretched her limbs and bounced out of bed. Her Dress fit like a dream and her bridesmaids outdid themselves on her hair and make-up. She marched up to the alter in joyful expectation. She knew He would come. Her groom frowned at her, he must be wondering why she was so happy today when the last time he saw her she was crying and screaming that she'd 'never marry him, no matter how much money her father owed him!'. The priest droned on, but Sarah heard nothing, her head was full of dreams. In her mind she saw her Johnny storming through the sanctuary doors and hurling aside every guest, who would all, of course, try to stop him from rescuing his love from a fate worse than death. Then he'd reach her side and tell her 'he loved her too much to see her throw her life away like this', and he'd take her in his arms and kiss her and then he'd carry her out of this place and they'd fly to Borneo or Bali or someplace and buy a little house on the beach... Sarah's groom kicked her. Her head cleared and she realized everyone was staring at her. 'Well do you?' her groom asked. Sarah blinked, were was Johnny? Why hadn't he come? Sarah turned to the waiting priest and tried to speak, but she soon found that all she could do was cry.
