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    “Can’t walk away yet babe. He ain’t ready.” I said the same thing I had been saying for two weeks. I knew she wasn’t mad and she understood, my wife was a saint, a savior to these soul crushing moments. She saved me every time.
    I had to try to save him, because Candey was gone. He didn’t have this. I had to try, and Sassy, bless her heart, knew that.
    “Get dressed baby.” She said and took my face in her dainty small hands and looked me in the eye, seeing to a part of me only she could. “I love you Shamus James.” She said and dropped a sweet kiss to my lips before leaving me to get dressed.
    I looked at the suit and ripped it from the hanger and dressed numbly. Everything was pressed, black and Dior and I gave a fuck less. I heard the Limo honk twice and swooped all the various shit off our dresser. Keys, chap-stick, change and a piece of bowtie candy and the straight pin and made my way down the stairs.
    “Help me babe?” I asked, handing Cassa the piece of candy and pin so she could pin it to the suit. All the men who loved her, were wearing these candies the way pallbearers wear ugly ass carnations.
    We wore the sweet, the cute, the candy..and did it for Candey Love True.
     
     
     
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We were getting Noah last as to not prolong the ride and build the anxiety. We stopped for Cal and Tayla first, then we grabbed Seven and Brian our roadies who were family through and through, then Mike and Roni and Carrie and Chad last. Noelle was with Seth and Lilly as were Mike and Roni’s boys and they were waiting on us at the church. As everyone climbed in, the guys all got a random piece of candy pinned to their lapels by Cassa.
     
    Carrie threw daggers at me the minute she got in the limo. Chad tapped her knee forcing her to take her icy stare off me for two seconds. My heart was pounding and this fucking tie was too tight. I shifted in my seat as the irritation with Carrie’s hate started pissing me off. I was tired, cranky, worried and fucking stressed. I hated this, this shit we all were suffering because of the entire fucking thing.
     
    “I don’t give a shit!” Carrie snapped in a not-so-quiet whisper and was back to staring me down.
     
    “Carrie c’mon.” Chad tried, but it was too late.
     
    I snapped.
     
    “Let her fucking at it for God’s sake.” I said and looked right back at her, my throat tight as blood pounded in my ear drums. Fuck. I was pissed. Hopefully she would shut the fuck up…I should have.
     
    “Well you sit there like you know what’s best. Like I have no say, none of us do.” She used her arm to indicate everyone in the limo. “I’m sick of the holier than thou shit. He’s my brother!”
     
    I felt Cassa beside me, digging her nails into my thigh because I had started bouncing it like crazy. “You know, it’s Noah’s choice.” Chad said in my defense.
     
    “Do you even tell him we care?” She asked and leaned forward to get in my face. I leaned back, my face going red I started ripping at my tie. I couldn’t fucking breathe. “Don’t ignore me Shamus!” She warned and I lost it.
     
    “Do you think I wanted this?” I yell and turn to tap on the window to the driver. “Pull over now!” I demand and lift Cassa over me so I am beside the door. As the limo comes to a screeching halt, I fling the door open and fly out the minute it stops, slamming the door behind me.
     
    Two seconds later, I hear that door open and see her getting out. I stuff my hands in my pockets and start walking down the street getting the fuck away from her crazy angry ass. When I felt her hand grab my arm as she screamed my name, in my fucking ear , my sight went black.
     
    Ripping my arm from her grasp I spun around. She lost her footing a little, but didn’t fall and I saw the look in her eyes that said she knew she went too far. Too late though, I was done. “You think I want this? You think I asked for it? To be his fucking savior!”  I roared at