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it’s like four hours of your life which you have to play along. Just do it, and move on.” This is why Rachael is incredible at her job. I can see her sitting in a room with a group of politicians that can’t seem to find like ground on anything, and she’d makes them compromise. She’s got the unique ability to minimize anything and everything.
    I actually think about her words for a little while. Rachael’s right. It’s four hours of my life. Brad will do all the planning. Why am I dragging my feet? Colin has done so much for me. He relocated Brad to Dallas. He moved the football players out of our house without complaining. He agreed to work out of actual office space instead of our house, which is an inconvenience for him. I can do it. I can wear the white dress and walk the down the aisle if it makes him happy.
    “You’re right, Rach. I can have a wedding. Even though I don’t want one, Colin does. Will you be my maid of honor?”
    “As long as I get to pick out my own dress. I’m not letting Brad stick me in some Pepto Bismol pink number,” she says, as she smiles at me.
    That launches us into a fit of giggles. I keep suggesting more and more horrible things that I’m going to make her wear, which causes Rachael to have to top it with something more awful.
    Colin and Aiden come sauntering out of the house. I yell at Colin, “Go grab your calendar. We’re picking a date.”
    I watch him stop walking, and his mouth falls open in shock. Then he gets the twinkle in his eye and half smile that I love, and shakes his head. “You never cease to amaze me.”
    The four of us pull out our calendars and then begin the difficult task of picking a wedding date that works for all of our schedules. Once we’re a year out, Colin says, “Okay, so let’s start over and see what we can move around on our calendars.”
    That negotiating takes another pitcher of margaritas. What it boils down to is that Rachael is so busy with her job that she tells us to pick a date, and she’ll just make it work. We decide to get married next March. It’s after football season, before the draft, and Colin and I will actually get to take a honeymoon.
    I make a big deal about saying that I’ll send out save the dates, knowing that everyone that we will be inviting to the wedding will be at my “surprise” party tonight.
    At about six o’clock, Colin casually suggests that we start getting ready for dinner. I decide to have a little fun with him. “Why don’t we stay home and get some take out? I don’t really feel like getting dressed,” I whine.
    I enjoy watching Colin get momentarily thrown off kilter. “But I’ve had these reservations for a month,” he reasons.
    I start feeling bad for teasing him, so I let him off the hook and agree.
    Rachael and Aiden are staying at our house. I ask Colin which rooms he told them to take. He looks at me says, “No clue. I just told them to put their stuff wherever.”
    Damn! I may have to go upstairs and borrow something from Rachael. I want to know if they’re sharing a room.
    Colin obviously reads my mind. “Leave them alone, Charlie. Your snooping does no good.”
    I hate being admonished. “Can’t you ask Aiden?” I pout.
    Colin throws his hands up and shrugs. “None of my business.”
    “Men,” I exclaim, as I stomp into our bedroom to take a shower.
     
    * * * *
     
    It’s times like this that I covet. The two of us are getting dressed together, while Pandora is playing a great selection of old country songs. We’re teasing each other, maybe sneaking a behind pinch here or there. We’re both in great moods, and being silly. Colin grabs me and spins me for a deep dip while I’m putting on my deodorant. We’re normal. Just a boy and girl who adore each other, getting dressed for a night out on the town.
    I love the trips and privileges that Colin’s career brings us, but this is what matters. These are the times that I try to remember in minute detail. When we have