Wedding Preparation

It was the morning of my father's wedding. And, when I say morning, I mean very early morning. I had to wake up early to take care of a few arrangements in town, but it was still dark and the fog was very thick. I got into my father's pick-up truck and started driving, having to stop several times to see where I was going, and to make sure I didn't hit any parked cars. At one point, I stopped with a car in front of me. I got out to see where else I could go, but it turned out that I was just facing a house and my headlights were bouncing back at me.

As I reached the bottom of the hill, the density of the fog increased rapidly. It became so thick, that I could barely see a few feet in front of my car. That's when things went horribly wrong. Driving along, I thought I was on the road, turns out I was on someone's driveway. I rammed through a garage door, and proceed to crash through the wall into a living room, and then through a large living room window. Miraculously and disastrously, I managed to drive right through the first floor of someone's house.

Out in the woods behind the house, I decided to keep driving, hoping there was no way they could connect me to the crime at all. I really don't know what came over me, but I knew that no good would come of this for me. And, I drove through the woods, by a small stream that ran behind the town. Eventually, I could see the back of buildings through the trees, so I decided to head into town. Of course, my paranoia was off the charts, and I worried each second that I'd be arrested.

I parked the truck in an out of way place, hoping that no one would see it. I went into a few shops that I had to go into for my father's wedding. The last shop I went into was an old-fashioned toy shop. By this point, I was starting to worry about heading back to my truck. The next thing I did I cannot tell you why I did it. It surprised even me, since it'd been so long since we'd last spoken, for better or for worse. I called her. She was slightly surprised to hear from me, but as always she played it cool. And we just talked about how everything was going. It was good to know that things were going very well for her. She was still with her girlfriend, nearly a year now. And, it was good talking to her, even if briefly.

After we hung up, I remained in the toy store briefly before heading out to find my fate.