Weddings

One

In West Virginia.

In Gainesville to be more precise.

Pleated skirt. White sweater.

We brought the car at a garage’s to be fixed.

It made a “strange” noise.

We brought our shoes at the cobbler.

To be repaired.

And, til our shoes are ready,

We pay a small visit to the judge.

For five minutes.

We had an appointment of course.

At this wedding, no witnesses, no party, no flowers.

No rings, just a certificate, a bloody blood test.

Just him and I, let’s not be hypocritical.

Already four years that we live together.

This wedding is nothing to be especially proud of.

It’s only a formality. Cold. Without Emotion.

Only for the papers. An allowance to stay, to work.

To earn money.

It has nothing to do with ethics.

The both of us are standing in front of judge. Without unnecessary witnesses, we face a massive black chimney.

I have a crazy nervous laugh, he pinches my hand.

Yes « I do », but not like that. I had wanted it differently.

A celebration, a tiny party what harm would have it done ?

We already had a few friends here to be with us.

Worthless, ridiculous !

To Him we were wedded since long.

Before God but not before men.

It happened in a unconsecrated church.

In an abandoned village, somewhere in the countryside

On the French Riviera.

Illioul was the name of the village.

And so, in between the forge and the brothel.

We said « I do » forever.

The rain had filled the holy stoup.

The grass was soft where we laid down.

He was right of course, a thousand times.

No white dress, no flowers, all right,

But… just two or three friend and some music ?

Who would be bothered, hum ?

Who ?

This wedding doesn’t mean anything, he answers coldly.

Drinking up the Champagne offered by our missing friends.

Do not take it for granted.

It was just a formality.

I cry.

He goes back to work.

End of the first act.

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Two

Marriage in Lausanne

The City Hall is superb

It overlooks a beautiful place.

Sad September. It’s raining cats and dogs.

Rainy marriage, happy marriage.

As they say as an excuse.

The weather is cold, I shudder.

Despite the false fur coat over my sober outfit.

The whole family is there.

Upper middle class.

Well, don’t exaggerate, let’s say middle class.

Traders, that’s all.

I staggers on my heels, way too high (6 inches !).
The groom is so tall !

And I am so small.

And still not pregnant.

Yet that is the reason why I get married.

To become a Mom, legally.

I hope it will work this time.

In the meantime my feet hurt badly.

Our witnesses have come from far.

But they are not the ones planned at first.

The other ones haven’t been able to come at this date, at the end.

Due to the delights of our heavy administration !

So, there are my parents, and his.

Plus two or three friends.

One hidden photograph (to be sure we stay natural)

And flowers, tons of flowers.

My dress is “almost” white.

I am too old for those « laces and pearls » things.

But we went bankrupt for our alliances…

Too much ambition does not pay

They throw plenty of rice.

Brings luck as they say.

Means we will always have enough to eat.

We take magnificent pictures.

What a beautiful day !

Tonight we’ll celebrate.

In a very expensive restaurant.

His parents buy, mine are too poor. We are 12 people, sitting there in such a way that I won’t be able to see my “new” husband during the entire evening. Once again my mother captures all the attention by having a fight with “her” husband…

I’m just waiting for the time to go home.

Taking off my shoes, slipping in my bed.

We won’t even make love, we’ll be too tired.

Anyhow, who makes love those days,

during their wedding night ?

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Three

Marriage at the Castle of Aigle

Old stones, battlements.

Paved court, turrets, moats, fairy tale.

You are my knight of Love.

No white horse, only your long dark hair.

No carriage, no witch, no distaff.

We won’t let this love fall asleep.

We will make it live and grow and magnify.

No solid gold alliance, but the extraordinary strength of your confidence in our future.

Oh ! How deep do I love you !

Finally whole, radiant, harmonious.

My step in yours, my hand in yours.

Ready to rebuilt it all.

Provided that it is with you.

Never mind the rest of the world.

Pregnant up to my eyes or almost.

Our two bellies telescope each other.

Our arms are not long enough.

You may kiss the bride…

… well, if you can reach her !

No four stars restaurant, no party, no orchestra.

Just a modest meal in a wooden cabin.

Just a private wedding in total intimacy.

Family, closest friend, it really is enough.

A few iridescent balloons, some candles and, with an old phonograph : Music Maestro !

Happiness does not need more.

A small celebration, that’s all.

Morality

My first one was a very successful mess.

My second one failed too, but never mind…

… since my third one filled me up for life !

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