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A few weeks later …
Brian is standing in front of the mirror, his father who is in the room with him comes to him and adjusts his tie.
“Looking sharp son.” He taps his shoulders and steps away.
Brian has that smile on his face that gets from one ear to the other.
“I know right. I have to look sharp for the lady. How is it going on out there. Is he here?”
Jonathan shakes his head sadly… “No, he isn’t son. Maybe he couldn’t get a permit to leave. But..hey its your day, no sad faces. He wouldn’t want you to have that face on your big day.”
“I know father I know. ” Brian turns to the mirror and then he blows out air. “But he was supposed to be my best man”
‘”You were to stubborn to pick another to take his place “
“Because he was supposed to be here father”
“Hey.. happy thoughts. I can be your ring bearer for you”
Brian smiles… “Nah it’s fine. We have little page boys. They can be handle it. “