Chapter 2

(Friday Evening)

Laura walked into the restaurant and spotted Luke.  She walked over to the table.  Luke stood up as she approached.  He pulled out her chair for her.

The waiter came to the table and Luke ordered for both of them.  Laura smiled at him.

"Do you realize that by this time tomorrow, we will be married?" asked Laura.

"Yeah.  It seems like I have been waiting for this moment forever."

"Did you finish writing your vows?"

"I'm supposed to be writing vows? asked Luke.

"Luke..."

"I'm kidding.  I'm kidding.  I finished them," he said laughing.

"I wish you wouldn't joke about are wedding."

Luke noticed the worried look on her face.  He could tell she was trying to hide it from him.

"Ok, Laura.  Tell me what's wrong."

"What makes you think something is wrong?"

"I know you Laura.  You can't hide anything from me.  You ought to know that by now."

"Yeah.  I should have known better.  I could never fool you."

"So, tell me what's bothering you," he said.

"I just have this feeling like something is going to go wrong tomorrow.

"Like what?"

"I don't know.  This feeling started this morning while I was shopping with Amy and it just won't go away."

"Angel, don't worry.  Nothing is going to go wrong.  We are going to have the perfect wedding and the perfect life.  Trust me."

Luke moved his chair closer to Laura and put his arm around her.  She smiled at him.

"I trust you."