First Person
I'm numb. It's my wedding day and I have no idea what I'm doing here. She's standing next to me but I haven't looked at her, I have no idea what she looks like, but I know if I look she'll look like my Tracey. I see her face everywhere, in my dreams, in everyone I talk to and even when I close my eyes briefly. I knew I needed to be stronger and stop the wedding, but I couldn't and now I've lost Tracey forever. Once I say my vow I can't go back.
'Will you, Adrian Marcus Pucey, take Catherine Ophelia Flint to be your wife. Will you love and respect her? Will you be honest with her always? Will you stand by her through whatever may come? Will you make what-ever adjustments are necessary so that you can genuinely share your life with her?'
'I will.'
My fourth lie was to the church.