The Library Wedding

The library was full of empty, filling, and full books. Heartfelt messages from one stranger to another covered the columns, the walls, and the pages.

We walked outside, dusty but renewed, and were immediately approached by a middle-aged couple asking if anyone could officiate a wedding. Someone in our group volunteered.

She wore a full length white gown, veil, and lace gloves; he wore black hot pants, a bow tie, and white cuffs.

I was maid of honor. I cried as they said their vows. The sun set gently in the distance, bathing us in pink and orange.