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Six Sentence Stories: Perfect

She forgot to pack shampoo, so she washed her hair with bar soap.
His tuxedo was misplaced, so he was late for photos.
The order at the restaurant was mixed up, so the waiter was apologetic.
The drive to the reception was long, so they were nearly late.
The bouquet to toss was overlooked, so a quickly-picked, foil-wrapped handful of pansies sufficed.
But truthfully, it was a perfect wedding day, so the couple started their happily-ever-after.

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Thanks to Ivy of Uncharted, for hosting Six Sentence Stories, and thanks to John.

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  1. Stephanie FarisSeptember 14, 2015 at 6:16 AM

    Great job! That's a HUGE challenge!

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    1. KristiSeptember 15, 2015 at 10:48 PM

      Thank you. I've really been enjoying the Six Sentence Stories!

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  2. Tired TeacherSeptember 14, 2015 at 9:20 AM

    Flexibility is the key to a happy life.

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    1. KristiSeptember 15, 2015 at 10:49 PM

      Life does have a way of throwing curve balls. :-)

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  3. UnknownSeptember 14, 2015 at 2:26 PM

    Oh...how sweet....is this true?

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    1. KristiSeptember 14, 2015 at 9:16 PM

      Yes, it is. Combined with the bat incident my mom wrote about, you can get a pretty good picture of that wedding week! :-)

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  4. Clark FarleySeptember 15, 2015 at 5:24 AM

    of course, as we know, it's not the things that happen (to make more difficult or to stress or to disappoint), it's the way that they (the fictional couple* in the story) look to each other and find and share the good, instead of being apart left with only the bad.

    * lol well, this is a story, right?

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    1. KristiSeptember 15, 2015 at 10:41 PM

      Truth is stranger than fiction, rogers always say.

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  5. Pat BSeptember 15, 2015 at 11:06 AM

    I remember this, but I also remember how I felt seeing the two of you together that day. It was a beautiful.

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  6. UnknownSeptember 15, 2015 at 6:09 PM

    What a great story!

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    1. KristiSeptember 15, 2015 at 10:51 PM

      And "the rest of the story" is over at my mom's blog: http://aseasonandatime.blogspot.com/2015/09/six-sentence-stories-perfect.html

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