On the morning of her wedding, Lillian White awakes with a hangover from hell, a naked stranger and no recollection of the previous night. As her eyes become focused the panic sets in as the once intimate, romantic Bridal Suite resembles the aftermath of a wild, drunken party. Unread messages flood her inbox from her soon Husband-to-be but with only hours to spare, can she still go through with the wedding?
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On the morning of her wedding, Lillian White awakes with a hangover from hell, a naked stranger and no recollection of the previous night. As her eyes become focused the panic sets in as the once intimate, romantic Bridal Suite resembles the aftermath of a wild, drunken party. Unread messages flood her inbox from her soon Husband-to-be but with only hours to spare, can she still go through with the wedding?
Rob and I are due to be married at 1400hrs today. It’s 10.48am, I’m not showered, I’m not dressed, I’m not even out bed yet, but there’s signs that I should be as I hear the hotel awakening outside my Bridal Suite.
They say if in doubt, don’t do it, but I haven’t the courage to turn back and should have addressed my uncertainties months ago. But I didn’t (my bad), so it’s here, my wedding day is here, and I don’t know what to do. Shall I go for the traditional I do and have a fabulous day, or shall I grab my coat and run whilst there’s still a chance?
I realise I’m not alone! I feel another being also snuggling down into the duvet, and a heavy, muscular leg envelopes mine with a certain familiarity. I jolt upright, letting out a slight scream. WTF? Who the hell is that? Did one of the girls sleep over? Which one goes to the gym? How strange! They wouldn’t sleep in my bed on the night before my wedding, surely, and, if so, I wouldn’t have slept naked…unless…no way! Did I sleep with a girl? No! Nope, this did not happen, although the thought soon sobers me. Whoever it is, why haven’t they moved? Didn’t they hear me scream? Wake up! For a second, I think I’m dreaming, until the naked being turns over and rests its hand on my thigh. Oh my god! Shit! I try to move but a weakness overrules, and a bolt of electricity runs through my veins, attacking my brain, cashing in the reality cheque as I remember exactly why I feel so hung-over. Oh, dear god, what have I done?
Complete the missing words of the phonetic alphabet. The what? Er…Airplane, Bottle, Chocks away, Die, Elephant, Fannies, Grannies? I had no idea. What was wrong with the normal alphabet? EVERYONE knew it! I continued turning the pages and landed on another section: You will be tested on the following Airport Abbreviations: Why abbreviate them? Birmingham BHX, Manchester MAN, Heathrow LHR, Tenerife TFE, Corfu CFU, Zekinthos ZTH, Thessaloniki JSI. I was now very hot under the armpits and the switch in my brain was hovering between ‘stress alert’ and ‘meltdown’, but as long as ‘over the edge’ mode wasn’t hit I’d be ok.
About the author
Karen Kelly lives with her husband Dave, children Charlie and Maggie and devoted collie, Baxter. A successful blogger, volunteer radio presenter, mum and homemaker, Karen formerly worked as cabin crew for various airlines including Caledonian Airways and Thomas Cook. Previously she worked in hospitality, is fairly well travelled and for a short time lived overseas. She used to work as a fitness instructor, including Zumba and still today enjoys running (including the odd short marathon!) She has led a colourful life with colourful friends, enjoys writing and is already thinking of a follow-on titile for Lillain White’s Journey. If she’s not running around like a headless chicken she can be found with a large G&T and a bucket load of crisps!
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