Awkward – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

Thad had been invited to the wedding of an old school friend. They’d been fairly good friends, though not best friends, and they had kept in touch and hung out together some for a while after graduation. But the last couple of years they’d not been in touch much, as they both had gotten good jobs that kept them fairly busy.

Somehow, in that time, Jeremy had managed to get engaged while Thad’s relationships never seemed to last very long. When Thad got the invitation, he decided he would go and bring his current girlfriend, Theresa, with him.

When he arrived at the wedding, Thad was running a few minutes late, and the ceremony was going to start in a few minutes. He greeted Jeremy quickly and Jeremy asked him to meet with him later so he could introduce the bride to him properly. Jeremy agreed, then he and Monica took a seat. There were a lot of guests and the room was packed, so the only space available for them was in a back pew.

The wedding march began playing and the bride entered on her father’s arm. Thad took one look at her and stiffened in his seat. A barely audible gasp escaped his mouth.

“What’s wrong?” Theresa whispered.

“Well, this is awkward,”  Thad muttered back.

“What is?”

“The bride. She’s my ex-girlfriend.”

“What? You didn’t know?”

“No. I mean, I noticed the name on the invitation, but it’s a common name, and I had no idea they knew each other or anything.”

“Do you want to leave?”

“No. I’ll stay. For now, at least. If it gets too weird or anything later, then I might leave. Unless you want to leave?”

“No. I’ll stay if you want to. Besides, it should prove rather entertaining when she finds out you’re here and I’d like to see what happens.”

“Oh, you’re an evil one,” he said with a smirk.

“That’s why you love me,” she replied with a wink.

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This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “awkward”:
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 1/16

 

 

RIP My Sweet Shadow

Yesterday, I had to make one of the hardest decisions a pet owner has to make. My sweet kitty, Shadow, had been sick for the last couple of months with IBD and an intestinal lymphoma and, unfortunately, the treatment did not seem to be helping him. He seemed to be growing weaker and, just in general, was not the happy kitty he’d been. So yesterday afternoon, the decision was made to help him cross over. 😦  He is now over the Rainbow Bridge with my sweet angel Cinnamon, the miniature poodle he grew up with.

I had him since he was a kitten, and he had just turned 14 years old last month.

I will miss you, my sweet, loving boy. I will miss you curling up next to me on the couch, and I will miss you climbing into my lap to reach up and lick my earlobes while kneading my shoulders. I will even miss cleaning up the presents you would occasionally catch and leave on the back porch.

My Shadow

No matter what some superstitious people may think about black cats, you were the best and sweetest kitty and I was blessed to have you. Run free and play at the Rainbow Bridge with your fur sister Cinnamon, my Shadow, and one day I will see you both again.