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'This food is really good,' said Marty, as he started to eat his meal. 'I loved fried chicken.'
'Yeah, so do I,' replied Doc, 'and it's even better than KFC.'
'It was such a pleasure to be here on your special day,' remarked Sabrina, smiling. 'I really have missed you, Doc - but I'll try and make more time to visit you and your new wife. I can see that Marty has really grown a lot.'
'Yeah, one day, Jennifer and I are destined to get married, too,' Marty said, smiling.
'Oh, good for you, Marty,' Sabrina gushed, smiling. 'You two make such a lovely couple.'
'Thanks,' replied Marty and Jennifer, simultaneously.
'This has to be the happiest day of my life,' remarked Clara, as she was blinking back tears of happiness. 'I am now Clara Brown, Emmett's dear husband. It will be strange to think that I'm no longer Clara Clayton. In the end, though, it is just a name.'
'One day, I will be Jennifer McFly,' Jennifer put in, smiling.
'I didn't change my name when I married,' explained Sabrina. 'I'm still Sabrina Palmer, and I always will be Sabrina Palmer. This does not mean that I love my husband any less.'
Clara looked a little shocked by Sabrina's comment. Back in the 19th century, when Clara grew up, the idea of a woman keeping her maiden name after marriage was unthinkable. 'I must admit, the idea does strike me as a little unusual,' said Clara, 'but I guess it's all about freedom of choice. You must really like your name a lot.'
'Yeah, I do,' said Sabrina, blushing a little bit. 'Believe me, Clara, you're not the first to have commented about my choice to keep my maiden name. Even Brad's parents took some issue with me not taking their family name - but they've eventually adjusted.'
'So what about when you guys have children?' asked Clara. 'Whose name will they get?'
'Oh, they'll get Brad's name,' Sabrina replied, smiling. 'That I have no problem with. It's just that I didn't want to change my name.'
'So you didn't keep your name for feminist reasons?' asked Marty. 'You just liked your name so much that you didn't want to part with it?'
'Precisely,' replied Sabrina, smiling. 'I just think Palmer is such a nice name, that I couldn't bear the idea of parting with it. Fortunately, Brad was accepting of my choice.'
'Well, I like the name Parker, too,' said Jennifer, 'but I wouldn't mind being Jennifer McFly. I guess I just wouldn't feel like I was really married, unless I became Jennifer McFly. Besides, McFly is a nice name, too.'
'How do you feel about this Marty?' asked Clara. 'Does it matter to you if Jennifer takes your name or not?'
'Nope, it makes no difference to me,' Marty said, smiling. 'This important thing about getting married, is that we'll be together. I'm not so petty that I would care about such a little thing about whether Jennifer kept her name or not. Either way, it's just a name. It's no skin off my nose.'
'Oh, Marty, you are so sweet,' gushed Jennifer. 'I can hardly wait for the day that we get married.'
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Later on that night, Jennifer was dancing with Doc, as Even The Nights by Air Supply was playing.
'I am so happy for you, Doc,' Jennifer whispered. 'I bet you can hardly wait for your honeymoon, eh?'
'Yeah, I've never been to Jamaica before,' said Doc. 'I've never had anyone to go to Jamaica with. I just hope Marty will be okay during the week that we're gone.'
'Oh, I'm sure Marty will be fine,' Jennifer said, smiling. 'I'll see to it that he remains happy. If I see that he starts to get sad, I'll just tickle him until he laughs again.'
'Oh, Jennifer,' Doc said, smiling, 'you do just that, okay? I know how much Marty feels really close to me. He almost lost me a few times, and I felt so bad for him. I remember, back in 1955, being a little shocked that Marty cared about me so much - that the idea of losing me had made him cry. I remember how hard it was, for me to wait 20 years before I could meet Marty again - and then until 10 years before I knew the Marty who had visited me in 1955.'
'That's one of the reasons why I love Marty so much,' Jennifer whispered. 'He's such a sensitive guy - with a rather witty and sarcastic dry sense of humour. I so love sweet, sensitive Marty.'
Then the song had ended, and Jennifer went back to dancing with Marty.
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As promised, later on that night, Marty's favourite song, The Power of Love by Huey Lewis and The News, was playing. Marty and Jennifer were dancing to the song. For some odd reason, though, that song suddenly moved Marty, as tears streamed down his cheeks. This was the second time that the song had made Marty cry. The other time was on that second to his last day in 1955, when Marty was in great desperation over Doc's refusal to let Marty warn him about his impending death at the hands of the Lybians - and that song had made Marty think about how much he would mis his lifelong friend and mentor. This time, though, the song moved him in a different way. He began to think about Doc and Clara were so happy, on the night of their wedding, It was the power of love, indeed.
'Are you okay, Marty?' Jennifer had asked, concerned. 'You're crying.'
'I'm fine, Jennifer,' Marty said, sniffing. 'I was just moved, I guess. I mean, it is the power of love that made Doc and Clara so happy - and I truly am happy for them, Jennifer. Gee, Jennifer, before today, I didn't even understand the concept of happy tears. I mean, people usually cry when they're sad - so I didn't understand how one could cry when they're happy. After today, I swear that I will no longer roll my eyes at someone shedding happy tears. I now understand the concept, perfectly.'
'Awww, Marty,' Jennifer purred, as she put her head on Marty's shoulder. Marty grabbed the handkerchief that Doc had given him earlier, wiped his eyes, then he put his arms around Jennifer - as they silently danced to the music.
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'So will you be okay, Marty?' Doc asked gently, as he hugged Marty.
'Oh, I'll be fine, Doc,' Marty replied, smiling. 'You and Clara go have fun on your honeymoon. You guys deserve it. I mean, you really do.'
'Well, thanks, Marty,' replied Doc. 'In just seven days, I will be back in Hill Valley. Then we hang out some more in our lab.
'Oh, of course, Doc,' replied Marty. 'I really am happy for you and Clara.'
'Thanks, Marty,' replied Doc, hugging Marty.
'Bye, Doc! Bye Clara!' Marty called out. 'You two have fun!'
'Oh, we will,' replied Doc.
Then Marty ran up to Jennifer, 'So, Jennifer, how about you and I heading over to the lake, now?'
'Sounds like a great idea,' replied Jennifer, smiling.
Then Marty and Jennifer hugged each other, and kissed.