Double Wedding

I was still thrilled and then one night when Graham stayed in London on business she slept with me at my tiny flat. It was like old times and she was intensely happy. On the spur of the moment I bent down on one knee and using an old coke can ring pull as a ring, proposed. I laid my heart on the line, confessed my true feelings and told her of my fears with her and Graham. She was stunned into silence and remained speechless for what seemed like minutes. Eventually she spoke and what she said sent shivers down my spine.

'Yes,' she said.

I couldn't believe her at first but she confessed to having doubts with Graham and how I was her first love. She told me of the pressure her mother put her under and she felt railroaded into the relationship.

This was a fabulous development but not everyone was pleased. When Paula broke the news to her mother she was furious. I was back on the scene and she was incredibly disappointed that I'd, so called, ruined her daughters' life. She tried to dissuade me as expected and put Paula off. She called me effeminate, a hopeless man, a born loser unable to father children but I didn't care, Paula was going to be mine. Graham, as you can imagine was equally pissed off I even thought he might hit me but after a few weeks of hurling abuse and a threatening letter he moved out from Paula's and seemed to disappear off the scene or so I thought.

It was a simple matter of simply changing his name to mine on the invites. Paula's Mother was still furious of course. And now I had the problem of the service and the dress. Paula's mum wanted her princess to have a fairytale wedding with all the trimmings but as I knew, Paula didn't. She wasn't the type, she was a tomboy and rarely wore a skirt let alone a dress and she just didn't appreciate the pomp and ceremony of a church wedding. The mere thought of wearing her mothers beautiful wedding dress filled her with horror. Myself, I couldn't see the fuss and one day I walked into her room and saw her mother's famed dress hanging on a tailor's mannequin. To my surprise I took a deep breath, my legs weak and I felt giddy. It was breathtaking but try as I might I couldn't imagine Paula wearing it.