[Wedding] Hen Night (For Dairine, Charlie and Coraline)
The tension in my stomach increased as the days closed in on my wedding. It was happy tension, mostly, full of anticipation along with a touch of the fear of the unknown.
Case in point for the unknown was the hen night that my bridesmaids had insisted we go on. I had thought that I picked the right maid of honor to keep this sort of thing to a minimum, but I suspect Coraline may have insisted.
Whatever the case, I agreed, in the interests of bridal party solidarity. And I waited in the rec room at the prearranged time to meet the girls, ready for whatever might follow.
Case in point for the unknown was the hen night that my bridesmaids had insisted we go on. I had thought that I picked the right maid of honor to keep this sort of thing to a minimum, but I suspect Coraline may have insisted.
Whatever the case, I agreed, in the interests of bridal party solidarity. And I waited in the rec room at the prearranged time to meet the girls, ready for whatever might follow.