Cursed through the Generations – Excerpt 7
On the day of the wedding he arose, with a somewhat muzzy head, his bachelor party had gotten a little riotous. As it was his last day of freedom, it had to be!
He felt sick to the stomach with all the simpering and cooing that the Bride and her Mother would be making throughout the ceremony and the reception afterwards. Then he would have to bed her, Lord! he felt sick to the stomach.
But he knew damn well he would go through with the charade, he would perform exactly as they expected him too. After all her family were paying well, so they would get the performance of a lifetime.
He would smile at their plain and plump daughter as if she were the most beautiful thing in the universe, he would stammer nervously at the wedding vows and kiss the Bride as if he really meant it!. His performance would be faultless, William Shakespeare eat your heart out! I can act with the best! and her Father pays well.
The wedding day dawned, Robert arose, washed, shaved and made and made sure that he appeared perfect. His Bride and her Family would expect nothing less, and they would get their money’s worth.
The house was built and furnished, everything was perfection. Everything that is but the Bride, given the choice Robert would have left her on the shelf, but to succeed in life one needs funds and she was the key to her Father’s fortune and funds aplenty.
(C) Damian Grange 2018
I fund myself quite drawn into this story. Well done writing 🌷
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Thank you so much, I enjoyed writing it!
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Find. Lol
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I thought you meant that lol!
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😉
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We all make them, you should see some of mine before editing!
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Quite intriguing…
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Thank you Kanika, I’m pleased that you are enjoying it!
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So Robert must make a great sacrifice in order to get his hands on Lady Fortune.
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I’m afraid so, he’ll just have to close his eyes and think of the money!
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