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she had been wrapped in it, she was surprised that she was able to sit down in it. 
    “Thanks!  This dress is so tight and must weigh at least twenty pounds,” Sawyer nervously fretted.
    Campbell nodded towards a garment bag hanging on the wall across from them.  “You don’t have to wear it long.  You got your second dress,” she reminded her.
    “Yeah, and I thought you were crazy when you said I should buy two dresses.  But you were right.  After sitting in this for an hour, I know now that I wouldn’t have been able to wear this all night long.  I’d be so aggravated that I’d probably rip it off halfway through the wedding.”
    “That’s one way to get your honeymoon started early,” Campbell joked. 
    Sawyer smiled weakly, she suddenly wished that she had eaten some of the cheese and crackers Marsha had ordered for her and the wedding party, but she had been too nervous to eat, now she was feeling lightheaded and all the food had been eaten.  She swayed lightly. 
    Campbell wrapped her arm around her sister’s shoulders and let her lean on her for support.  “Hey you okay?” she whispered as the wedding party hurried past them.
    “I’m fine, just hungry,” she answered and smiled ruefully.  “I should’ve eaten something.”
    “Yeah, I told you, you never listen to me,” Campbell scolded again.  She reached into her clutch and pulled out a small packet of almonds.  “Here, munch on these.”
    Sawyer was so grateful that she nearly burst into tears, but she didn’t want to ruin all the work her makeup artist had done, all she could manage, was, “Oh, Campbell.”
    “Not a problem. Eat pretty fast otherwise Marsha’s gonna get you,” she teased.
    Sawyer tore open the package and gobbled down the treat, she was just finishing when her mother approached her, she had broken free from the wedding party. 
    Priscilla hugged her daughter.  “Congratulations!  You’re fortunate baby, you found yourself a good man.” 
    “I know Mom.”  Her mother never let a day go by without telling her how lucky she was to have found Walt.  She made it a point to remind her that good Black men were hard to find. 
    “I know you do.  Treat him right and take care of him.”
    Sawyer resisted the urge to roll her eyes.  “I will Mom,” she said obediently.
    Campbell squeezed her sister’s hand, she empathized with her, their mom had given her the same advice ten years ago when she and her husband, Milt had gotten married.  Sawyer gave her a grateful squeeze back.  “Let’s go,” she said softly.
     
    Sawyer wrapped her arms around her new husband’s waist, laced her hands together, and pulled him closer.  Her wedding had exceeded her expectations.  She peeked around her husband and took in the room, three hundred of their loved ones filled the area.  The hotel’s bland ballroom had been transformed into a white and gold wonderland.  This is such a Barbie wedding, Sawyer thought giddily.  The whole room looked like a fluffy creamy confection.  She saw Marsha standing on the perimeter of the reception clutching her clipboard to her chest.  It looked like she was at the starting line and poised to sprint away at the sound of the starting gun.  Marsha stressed Sawyer out more than necessary, but Sawyer was very happy with the results Marsha had achieved.  Even though she knew that Marsha couldn’t see her, Sawyer smiled at her, a slow grateful smile.  It was already past one o’clock in the morning and the reception showed no sign of slowing down. 
    “So are you happy Mrs. Spector?” Walt asked.
    Sawyer grinned up at him.  “Yes, I am Mr. Spector, I’m ecstatic.”  And she was.  Walt was the man of her dreams.  Walt was her Ken.  She knew he was The One the first time they’d met.  Their meeting was like a ghetto fairy tale.  Sawyer, Campbell and a bunch of their friends had gone to Happy Hour at a popular club.  The evening had started off fun.  A radio