The Experience I

Tim fixed his bow-tie and pointed hurriedly at an empty space beside the sofa. “Just leave it there ok? I've got to get to get ready for a wedding that’s in three hours.” Leave it to his parents to have something shipped to their house on the day of his sister’s wedding. As if things weren't frantic enough already. His parents had left in the early morning and Tim hadn't seen Samantha in days. Something about “not seeing the bride” superstition. Heck he wasn't the damn groom! He was just a senior in high school! He was supposed to be outside, playing sports, hanging out with friends like any other regular 18 year old guy. Instead he was stuck in his house to prepare and finalize last minute plans, alone, and in an expensive Calvin Klein suit no less.

The postman shrugged. “No problem son. Congratulations on your sister’s big day.” He carried the cardboard box into the house and set it down. “Tell Sammie I said Hi ok? I knew her when she was a baby. Can’t believe she’s getting married already. Ok now, and you take care Timothy.”