In his rush, Sean finishes getting ready with plenty of time to spare, but it all still seems to somehow evaporate in a moment once he and Logan get to the church to wait on Meredith. It feels as if it's been no time at all, the two of them could have parted just a few seconds prior, when she arrives with the girls, looking completely transformed. He likes to think that he's done pretty well with his own outfit, cobbling it together from the clothes box's rare offerings over a period of months, swapping out a better fitting dinner jacket here or a nicer tie there. He'll never be fit for high society, but he can clean up well when he wants to. Then Meredith shows up and he feels like little more than part of the scenery while still staying on top of the world
( ... )
Today, it feels like they continue to beat the odds with every step. An hour isn't nearly enough time to plan a wedding. It isn't nearly enough to get all of the details in place, to tuck in the dress where needed, to iron perfect curls into one's hair, to find that perfect bouquet and stretch of beach, placing it where the tide will just manage to rise over the duration of the ceremony. It isn't enough time to zip up her own dress without everything catching. It isn't enough time to recite her lines, only important for how she doesn't want to be the one that catches them up, doesn't want to be the one who causes a snag. It isn't nearly enough time to get to know the bridesmaid, or to give the best man more than even just a glance and a smile, wide enough that at any other time, someone might assume it was made just for them
( ... )
I've been to a few weddings, and I've been to a few world-threatening crises, and usually one's about as stressful as the other. Usually, though, the former hasn't been quite as sudden and unexpected as the latter.
Admittedly, a few times the latter has cropped up during the former. Maybe this is the way to do it. Throw it real sudden, so fate doesn't know to book in a disaster and Murphy doesn't have time to send the long arm of his law after it.
Hell, from the way the bride and bridesmaids are dressed, someone called in some kind of miracle. I'm impressed.
"What she said," I say. "Any time you lovebirds want to get this show on the road."
"Yeah," Lexie agrees, nodding, still practically breathless with excitement. It's been nearly an hour now - one very fast-paced hour - and to her, it's still just as big a deal to have been included in this, very nearly surreal. The fact of that alone is nearly as thrilling as the wedding itself, and that, for all that it's a rushed, low-key event, is no small feat. She may not always have been Sean's biggest fan, but none of that matters here and now, when this is actually happening. She's not sure she really even has to do anything, but that, too, makes little difference. As far as she can tell, this is perfect. "Ready over here."
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Admittedly, a few times the latter has cropped up during the former. Maybe this is the way to do it. Throw it real sudden, so fate doesn't know to book in a disaster and Murphy doesn't have time to send the long arm of his law after it.
Hell, from the way the bride and bridesmaids are dressed, someone called in some kind of miracle. I'm impressed.
"What she said," I say. "Any time you lovebirds want to get this show on the road."
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