I snuck off from the crowd to meet him because I had to. Actually, I could stand to get away from the loud music, the soul train line and my drunken uncles that only showed up for the booze. The way they conducted themselves led me to believe their veins were still running with cold blood. Maybe they should have just remained with the others that chose that life.
I took a deep breath when I finally made it past the parking lot and onto the grass. It seemed like another world, the stars twinkling, the steam rising from the swamp over the horizon. I kicked off my Cinderella shoes, as my niece called them and ran barefoot through the field.
My speed was better than ever and maybe it was because of the vows I had just taken. My Father told me this would happen.
I shed my silk dress and dropped down on my belly now slithering across the prickly turf. Following our Reptilian King’s distinct hiss down the muddy bank. I had been drawn to his call since my coming of age. Our meeting would validate the blood warming that had to take place for my marriage to work. A cultural ritual for those of us that chose the more anthropoid route.
My human brain thinking “hurry”. I could hear the rustling of his pant legs against the tall blades of green. My new husband was looking for me just as I expected.
Over the loud speaker, The DJ was announcing that he would be introducing the Bride and Groom in a matter of moments.
With a drawn out hiss, I was diminished from the Elite Reptile Kingdom. Back in my gown and glowing from happiness, I met Scott in the field. “I just needed a moment love. Shall we?” I took his hand and we walked back into the venue. “Your hand feels slimy.” I looked at him directly in the eyes and smiled. He should be more careful. I’d hate for him to crap out.
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