[Wedding] Wedding Night (for Zell)

[polly_okeefe]

After we said our goodbyes, Dairine hailed a cab, by darting out onto the sidewalk, putting fingers to her lips and letting out a shrill whistle. It may not have been ladylike, but it worked. Zell and I bundled in, and Dairine ordered the driver to take us to the best bed and breakfast in London. The driver tipped his hat, and we trundled off

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[spirited_hero]

[polly_okeefe]

"Oh!" I said, looking at our sweet little room. I went over and opened the curtains on our window. Outside, the ice of the Thames stretched out. "Oh!" Then I went over to our bed and tested the springs. If was nicely soft, and it didn't creak. "Mmm!" I looked up at Zell and grinned.

[spirited_hero]

[polly_okeefe]

"I know what you mean," I said, lying back beside him and staring up at the ceiling. "Well, that's traditional, I'm told. Though I don't think many weddings have to deal with a complete and utter change of setting and time period." I looked down at my trussed-up belly. "I couldn't draw a full breath all day."