Rachel's wedding
She strolls up the aisle, her beautiful lace white gown trailing behind her. This is her day. This is her moment. This is her time. She has dreamed of this since she was a little girl with a big nose, and her wedding is just like she imagined. The rows of the gallery are filled with smartly dressed people with their handkerchiefs out beaming as her as she goes past. Lilies line the aisles each one bright and blooming. On her right side is her father standing tall and proud of his one daughter that made it on her own. Down at the front she can see her mother shushing her sisters as tears fall down her cheek. Reaching the front Rachel breathes a sigh of relief – she has actually got through most of this wedding. Nothing could make her happier than smiling up at the guy she loves and knowing that she can spend the rest of her life with him. Question is, who is that guy?
