Coward
I can't believe this is happening. Faith is getting married - again. After Fred died, I was there for her, but I never told her how I feel about her. She must have thought the reason I was doing all the things I did these past years was guilt or because we were partners. I guess she won't ever guess I'm in love with her.
I hear the music start and the door opens. Emily walks down the aisle first in the dress she made. When she graduated high school she got accepted into a design school. I got her a $450 sewing machine. I couldn't believe how much that thing cost, but I thought it would show Faith how much I loved her and her kids.
I never had to tell her how I felt about anything before, she always just knew. I thought if I kept doing things she'd just know I loved her. Now she's getting married because I'm a coward.
"Bosco, help me with my veil. You're supposed to be my attendant." Faith pulls me out of my thoughts and I turn to her. I must be hallucinating. I could have sworn she said "intended." She looks so beautiful. Emily designed and made her dress too - satin and lace in the palest shade of blue. I bring the veil over her face and take a deep breath. She smells beautiful too. "Thanks, Bos, for everything." I just nod and turn away. I can't look at her. She looks so happy and I'm miserable.
Holly walks down the aisle next so I move into position at the doors. When Holly gets halfway down the aisle, it's my turn. The guys ribbed me about being a "Bride's Maid" for weeks after they found out Faith was getting married. I just ignored them - Jag-offs. I adjust the collar of my dress blues and walk determinedly down the aisle covering the distance in half the time of Emily or Holly.
I look at this moron Faith's marrying today. OK, he's not a moron, but I hate the guy anyway. He said to her what I was too much of a coward to say. He's a cop from the 86th. He's a good guy or he wouldn't be standing there. I screened all Faith's dates. If someone didn't deserve her I discreetly made sure they wouldn't be calling anymore. Well as discreetly as I'm capable of being. Nobody ended up in the hospital and Faith never knew and that's what's most important. This guy - I couldn't come up with one good reason why he shouldn't be dating her other than the fact that I love her.
I look to the back of the church to see Faith begin to walk down the aisle on Charlie's arm. Damn, how'd that kid get so tall? Faith and Fred were both under six feet. How this kid topped out at 6'-5 is beyond me. He'll be graduating soon too. He's going to Purdue in the fall. Why does he have to go all the way to Indiana to be an engineer? Charlie wants to work in the space program. He's too tall to fly a shuttle, but he wants to work on them. When I asked him, he told me all the "great ones" went there. Whatever.
She keeps her eyes locked on "jag-off the wonder stud" as she walks down the aisle which is probably a good thing. If she looked at me I might ruin her day, I might tell her in front of all these people that I'm in love with her. I almost wish she would look at me I think I could almost say it, but that would be wrong. Anyway, I'm too much of a coward or I would have said it all ready.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today because Boscorelli is a coward." I must be hallucinating. I know the minister did not just say that because no one looks surprised or shocked. "If any man here can show reason why these two should not be joined in matrimony, let him speak now or forever hold his peace, Maurice" - Now I know I'm hallucinating. I want to tell her, but it's too late. It would have been so easy if one day in the RMP or at some school function I went to for her kids to just say "Faith, I'm in love with you."
I hear a gasp and everyone snaps their eyes to me. Oh no, I said it out loud..
I can't believe this is happening. Faith is getting married - again. After Fred died, I was there for her, but I never told her how I feel about her. She must have thought the reason I was doing all the things I did these past years was guilt or because we were partners. I guess she won't ever guess I'm in love with her.
I hear the music start and the door opens. Emily walks down the aisle first in the dress she made. When she graduated high school she got accepted into a design school. I got her a $450 sewing machine. I couldn't believe how much that thing cost, but I thought it would show Faith how much I loved her and her kids.
I never had to tell her how I felt about anything before, she always just knew. I thought if I kept doing things she'd just know I loved her. Now she's getting married because I'm a coward.
"Bosco, help me with my veil. You're supposed to be my attendant." Faith pulls me out of my thoughts and I turn to her. I must be hallucinating. I could have sworn she said "intended." She looks so beautiful. Emily designed and made her dress too - satin and lace in the palest shade of blue. I bring the veil over her face and take a deep breath. She smells beautiful too. "Thanks, Bos, for everything." I just nod and turn away. I can't look at her. She looks so happy and I'm miserable.
Holly walks down the aisle next so I move into position at the doors. When Holly gets halfway down the aisle, it's my turn. The guys ribbed me about being a "Bride's Maid" for weeks after they found out Faith was getting married. I just ignored them - Jag-offs. I adjust the collar of my dress blues and walk determinedly down the aisle covering the distance in half the time of Emily or Holly.
I look at this moron Faith's marrying today. OK, he's not a moron, but I hate the guy anyway. He said to her what I was too much of a coward to say. He's a cop from the 86th. He's a good guy or he wouldn't be standing there. I screened all Faith's dates. If someone didn't deserve her I discreetly made sure they wouldn't be calling anymore. Well as discreetly as I'm capable of being. Nobody ended up in the hospital and Faith never knew and that's what's most important. This guy - I couldn't come up with one good reason why he shouldn't be dating her other than the fact that I love her.
I look to the back of the church to see Faith begin to walk down the aisle on Charlie's arm. Damn, how'd that kid get so tall? Faith and Fred were both under six feet. How this kid topped out at 6'-5 is beyond me. He'll be graduating soon too. He's going to Purdue in the fall. Why does he have to go all the way to Indiana to be an engineer? Charlie wants to work in the space program. He's too tall to fly a shuttle, but he wants to work on them. When I asked him, he told me all the "great ones" went there. Whatever.
She keeps her eyes locked on "jag-off the wonder stud" as she walks down the aisle which is probably a good thing. If she looked at me I might ruin her day, I might tell her in front of all these people that I'm in love with her. I almost wish she would look at me I think I could almost say it, but that would be wrong. Anyway, I'm too much of a coward or I would have said it all ready.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today because Boscorelli is a coward." I must be hallucinating. I know the minister did not just say that because no one looks surprised or shocked. "If any man here can show reason why these two should not be joined in matrimony, let him speak now or forever hold his peace, Maurice" - Now I know I'm hallucinating. I want to tell her, but it's too late. It would have been so easy if one day in the RMP or at some school function I went to for her kids to just say "Faith, I'm in love with you."
I hear a gasp and everyone snaps their eyes to me. Oh no, I said it out loud..