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Who’s Wedding? – Page 7

“August 26? That’s in about a month. See, if we consummate our wedding now, it may change our futures!”

“Okay. So now what do we do for the next two days?”

“Have fun!”

“Well, let’s start our day off with ‘the most important meal of the day’, breakfast!”

“I’m game if you are.” She got dressed in a pretty combination of a v-neck shirt and shorts. I put on a polo shirt and shorts. I gave her my arm, and escorted her to the mess hall. Once inside, we made our way to a table. After getting our food, we walked to the table. I pulled out a chair for my bride, and she sat down. While we were eating I heard a conversation going on behind us.

“Boy, you should have seen the look on the face of that chief after he saw his tent go up in smoke.” The younger man said.

“That was pretty clever the way you blamed it on the sightseer. Boy was that chief mad.” The older man said.

“Yeah, it’s too bad that I left the diamond in that statue’s mouth.”

“We could have been out of the country by now, we were already in L.A.”

“I know, but I remember exactly where it is. Underneath the face that looks like a fish.”

“Shh. You want the whole world to hear you?”

“Keep your shirt on, nobody heard me.” They kept on talking for a while, and my bride finished.

“I’m going to go for the exercise program. How about you?” My wife asked.

“I think I’ll go look in the communications room.” I replied.

“Fine. See you then.” We left the mess hall and split up. Going upstairs to the communications room I passed the pool. A young man dashed quickly by and bumped me into the pool. Not knowing how to swim, I struggled, screamed, and practically drowned. By the time the life guard came out, though, I had learned the basic technique for swimming. Boy will Noah be surprised. I got out of the pool, and went back to my cabin to change. What a strange future! I thought. I went again to the communications headquarters and talked with the sailors until lunch.

Lunch time came and I went back to the cabin. My wife was inside, again taking a shower. At least she’s always clean. I found a note on the table. My bride came out. “Hi honey.”

“Hi. Have fun in the communications booth?”

“Sure did.” Just then I heard a phone ring.

“Where’s that?”

“I’m not quite sure.” Going through my belongings I found a box, which opened up to be a phone. “Hello?”

“Hey Adam! How’s the honeymoon?” Noah said.

“Great up until now.”

“Did you…?”

“No.”

“No!!”