A Wedding
Evelyna E. Arnold
The gathering crowd flows into the Meadow. I am standing in the middle in an itchy whit dress. The people begin to sit down in the hundreds of chairs. Peeta stands at the end of the aisle in a tuxedo. A fiddler begins to play a slow tune. With my father dead, Haymitch wlaks me down the aisle. Surprisingly he is quite sober. I almost trip in the 5- inch heels Effie insisted on, and I cannot see clearly in the veil as soft as butterfly wings. Before I know it, I am there. Peeta lifts up the veil.
"You are beautiful," he whispers.
The preacher is saying words I can barely comprehend. The moment I have bben dreading
"Speak now or forever hold your peace"
Luckily nobody stands. The preacher says,
"Peeta Mellark, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do."
Now it is my turn. I wonder if I can even speak.
"Katniss Everdeen, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do."
As the preacher is declaring us man and wife, I hear a gunshot crack. Peeta Mellark is dead before I can scream.