2 Weeks Vacation- Ch. 15
By: Kiera Kay
A/N- I just realized I had not updated since May!!!! Well I was in New Mexico all summer and school a lot this year. I promise lots of updates this holiday!!!
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It was soon approaching April. Monk and Sharona were very busy planning; buying; reserving, but it was all worth it. They had booked the St. Joseph's Sanctuary Church for their wedding, which was one of the most beautiful churches in their area. The date was set for April 18th 2004.
They had set the size to a medium sized wedding with mostly friends and family. The invitations had been sent and the stressful part of the wedding had been dealt with and Sharona could not wait for the best part…
Picking out a dress.
It was around two o' clock on a Sunday afternoon and Sharona was dress shopping with her sister, Gail.
"Hello Ladies," a young saleswoman said approaching them. Sharona turned her attention to the olive skinned woman.
"Hi I'm Sharona and this is my sister Gail, um I need a dress. I'm getting married in two months and well….um I need a dress." She replied, shimmering with happiness.
"Okay, well…. lets get started shall we?" The woman walked to the back of the store and picked out a few for Sharona to try on, "What colors were you looking for?"
"Well, I want to wear a white dress and I was thinking maybe a peach color for the bridesmaids."
"Okay well…this way then."
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An hour and a half later Sharona had picked the prefect dress. It was pure white with lace arm straps. Lace lined the front of the dress in narrow rows and a small veil added a pleasant touch to the outfit. The bridesmaid's dresses were long, flowing dresses, with a cream-peach color to them. It was almost like the dresses were waiting for her to come.
Sharona had dropped Gail off and had one last thing to do before she got married.
She drove up tiny hill on a quiet side of San Francisco, passing birds and tall trees along the way. When she got to where she wanted to be she slowly got out of her car and wrapped a sweater around herself. She trotted the rest of the way up the hill, looking for a specific spot.
The spot that held Trudy's grave.
She approached it careful, as for she did not want to startle her, kneeling down to be close to her. She quietly read the letters inscribed upon the headstone. It felt very awkward doing this, but she knew it was something she had to do.
"Hi Trudy," she said, her words ringing in the air like church bells on a cold, cloudy day.
"I know it's awkward for me to be here, this is something I would never think of doing if I hadn't been marring Adrian."
She sat for a moment to gather her words and began again.
"I just wanted to make sure that it was okay with you that I marry Adrian. You are the first love of his life, and always will be and he loves you so much."
She did not know how to go on from here so she figured she had end it now.
"Okay um…so I hope it's okay, He really needs this marriage and I really love him. Okay…well thanks,"
She stood up, thinking of him, thinking of Trudy, thinking of why she just did what she did, but she did know she felt one hundred percent better.
It was now two weeks before the wedding and the only thing that had not been taken care of was the best man.
Monk was under stress trying to choose the right person. He could not choose between Randy, Stottlemeyer or his own brother, Ambrose. He thought if he picked Randy…. well that he might not do it right, or he might trip or something, if he picked Stottlemeyer, it would sort of be like his father being a best man and if he picked Ambrose, could he actually count on him showing up?
"Did you pick yet?" Sharona asked with a sigh.
The two were sitting at their new house…well actually Sharona and Benjy's new house. They had moved in a few weeks back. Benjy had been okay with it and Monk was getting used to them, although he was a little leery about an "untamed boy living in my house".
"No, I can't pick, you pick," Monk stuttered laying his head in his hands.
"Adrian Oh My God!"
"What?"
"Who's gonna give me off at the alter?" she shrieked. Her father was no longer with her and she had totally forgotten to pick someone.
"Maybe you should ask the Captain," he suggestive hopefully. To tell the truth he really did not want the Captain to be his best man.
"That could work," Sharona muttered deep in thought.
"He is old enough, and smart enough."
"Okay, I'll ask him but…you still gotta pick a best man."
"Randy." Monk quickly replied. His brother was his brother but….
"Good so everything's settled. Now all we have to worry about is actually getting married." said Sharona, smiling at Monk She leant over the table and placed a small kiss on Monk's lips.
"So where do you wanna go for our honeymoon?" Monk questioned.
"Fiji?"
"No."
"Virgin Islands?"
Monk squirmed in his seat. He really wanted to take Sharona to Rome, where he took Trudy. It was the most beautiful placed he had ever been, but if would not feel right to take her there.
"Okay I guess that's a no. How bout Jamaica?" Sharona said hoping to get some type of positive response.
Monk though for a second. He liked Jamaica. "That's a possibility."
So far everything was perfect….
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