Dax and Michelle Gooding. Did that sound right? Really?
Dax thought so. It was on their address stamp now. Who would think of such a thing? Really? But Michelle thought they needed one. They still had thank you notes to write.
She thought eloping would stop all the nonsense down at the church. Possibly, it all started when Dax fixed the church buses. He had all three up and running to perfection in a Saturday. The pastor and the congregation loved him, ever since. Or so she said.
But in the end, she'd had it her way. They escaped to Niagara Falls where they were married. It was bliss. Then again, he wondered if it was because neither had had sex in so long. Would have anyone have done? She assured him not. Not in the least. And she still made him feel that way. It was a thought of a future to come, as they sat at the dining table going through thank you cards.
"I'm not doing all of these. Remember." She gave him a sly look out the corner of her eye. Then she smiled.
Dax thought of the simple white A line dress she wore to the ceremony. It was very exquisite even if she'd thrifted it . Her hair was up in sort of a strange puff on top of her head. Maybe French, now that Dax thought about it. He'd rented a tux. No one was there for the wedding. Yet, their pictures were on the church website. It was very upsetting to a few of the old ladies at church. It seemed there was seldom a wedding at the church these days. So they had to do it all over, again, when they got back. That second assurance that it was meant to be, and oh, so right.
"But my spelling.." He shook his head.
"I wrote down the words you have trouble with." She spotted the index card. Actually she'd written out the little thankful paragraph for him. She'd even watched his thick fingers write it out, a couple of times. Then told him he needed glasses. So now he was back the second go around with thick black rimmed glasses as if he was ready to be Clark Kent.
Still Dax hesitated. There were over two hundred thank you notes to get through. Thank God, they weren't royalty. However, the presents kept coming. But being with Michelle was a gift, in itself, and he'd do whatever she asked of him.