“What are you doing?”
“Honey, we don’t need this vow. We can live happily without it.”
The congregation glared. The officiating priest waited. The bride looked on with teary imploring eyes.
Seven-minute wait with intense persuasion ensued.
“In the absence of groom’s vows, we assume he isn’t ready. This wedding is hereby called off till further notice,” the officiating priest announced and the congregation roared and murmured.
The bride dropped her flower bouquet, kicked her shoes off before the chief bridesmaid, held her gown up, and trotted down the aisle. The groom hastened after her, calling.
“Honey wait. Wait,” he pleaded.
“Go away, I don’t want to see you ever again.”
The father of the bride pulled off his suit jacket, handed it to his brother, loosened his tie, rolled up his sleeves but his brother held him before he reached the groom.
Everyone rushed outside. Some to watch the continuation of the drama, some to lay courses on the groom whose friends and family surrounded and some to commiserate with the bride who had already gone.
I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
My website Fiez-writer is a product of my extreme desire to share my writing with the world. Here, I share fiction, poems, thoughts and writing tips.
A huge part of my life is spent with my lovely family and I'm a proud mother to three brilliant kids.