"Miss McGuire-Gordon, please kindly sign this. After this, please arise and say a prayer for you and your future family."
Lizzie signed her signature before standing up. She said the prayer and thanked God for her husband and family.
"Amen." Lizzie opened her eyes and noticed she was crying. Tears of joy. Gordo dabbed her tears away and gazed into her eyes. Everyone whistled at the love-ignited couple staring at each other, oblivious of what was happening around him or her.
Suddenly, in the lovely late-evening scene, fireworks exploded just as the sky turned dark. Lizzie and Gordo held hands and gazed at the lit up sky and smiled. This was a perfect evening.
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"Bye Mum, Dad, Matt. See you all in a year and two months. I'll miss ya! Take care. Mum, don't miss me too much and Dad, don't overwork. And Matt, behave while I'm not here, you scruffy haired weasel." Lizzie said, holding back tears. She would never see her family in the next year.
"Bye Lizzie! I'll take care if you take care too. Good luck Gordo." Mrs McGuire burst into uncontrollable sobs as her husband patted her back.
Matt's lips was throbbing. Finally, he exploded. "Lizzie! I'll miss you! Tell me if anything happens, okay? I'll always be your bro." Matt sobbed.
Lizzie looked at Gordo in surprise. "Well, take care, Matt." She said awkwardly as she patted his back.
"Gordo, take care of Lizzie, okay?" Mr McGuire said stiffly, obviously trying not to cry.
"All those taking flight 94A, please board the plane now. The plane will leave in ten minutes." An air-stewardess's voice was heard over the intercom.
"Well, Mum, Dad, that's our cue. See you." Lizzie replied sadly as she turned around and walked to the open gate, where Miranda, Kate, Larry and Ethan were waiting.
Mr Gordon and Mr McGuire nodded understandingly as Gordo turned around to catch up with his wife.
Tearfully, the two families watched as the two figures disappeared around a corner, before turning their heel and marching off. Both husbands having to console their wives.