A/N: hello hello, just thought I'd let you guys know what the title means, its "in the time" in French. I couldn't come up with a title for the life of me, so I just heard "in time" in a song, and decided that "Dans Le Temps" sounds good enough for a title. Lol, French is normally a very pretty language, but my mom yells at me in French, when Im in REALLY big trouble (like today, I almost got in a wreck, but It wasn't my fault I swear) so ive never been a huge fan, but I wanna be able to yell at my kids in French someday.
In here I mention Wilson's apartment number, I have no idea what it is. But I have a feeling my favorite human 7th Heaven encyclopedia knows it, so if she wants to let me know, that would be cool . . . then I could be realistic. : D
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That night when Mary left Wilson's apartment to head to the colonel's she passed a woman on the stairs. She had curly brown hair and really blue eyes; she smiled at Mary as they passed each other. Mary turned around.
"Hi" she said making the woman turn, "are you Cari by any chance?"
"Yeah" she smiled, "wow this is a friendly building" she studied Mary for a second and then said, "you must be Mary, Wilson's fianc
"Wow, good job." Mary laughed, "I take it you got the 411 from Mrs. Corning"
Cari smiled and nodded.
"Well I'm here a lot so if you ever need anything were up there in 4D"
"Thanks" she said and continued on her way.
Mary smiled to herself, she was excited. It looked like she was about to have herself a really nice new friend.
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A few months later Wilson came home to find Mary pacing around the living room, the phone to her ear. He started to speak, but she held up her finger to silence him.
"Lucy?" she asked frantically, "did you get the e-mail?"
Wilson knew what this was about and he decided that he would go change before she involved him.
"Ok, so do you like the baby blue or the powder blue? Or what about the violet one, except in pink?"
Billy followed his dad; Mary was really starting to freak out.
"Wait wait, what do you mean you like the powder blue but in baby blue? That's not a choice!" Mary groaned, "Ok, whatever, but you and Ruthie need to decide before I come out next month. The lady at the dress shop has to know . . . ok bye"
Mary flung herself on the couch and put her hands over her face. The wedding was a month away, exactly. And Mary had completely lost her mind.
When Wilson decided it was safe, he came back in to the room and joined Mary on the couch. Although he didn't want to hear the answer, he asked her, "how was your day?"
Mary just rolled her eyes, "promise me we'll never get divorced, I don't ever want to plan another wedding ever"
Wilson kissed her, "it's a promise."
Mary snuggled against him, "what about your day?"
"Well," Wilson began, "there's this banquet at work next Friday."
"Is going to be boring?"
"Guaranteed" Wilson smiled, "but if you come with it'll be so much better"
Mary just scowled
"You can buy a pretty new dress" he grinned, "It's a really fancy party"
"Well . . .ok" Mary smiled, "as long as it's not a wedding dress I'm happy" Mary grabbed the phone, "I'm gonna call Cari, we'll go shopping tomorrow while Billy's at school"
Mary jumped up off the couch and hurried excitedly into the kitchen.
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"Living with women is like being lost at the circus" ~Paganini
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Don't worry, the plot will thicken soon enough, I'm just getting to what this story is really about.
Reviews might ease Mary's bridesmaid dress woes