Leisha affixed the boutonniere to her eldest son’s jacket while he fidgeted nervously and looked pale. “Does that look right?” she called over her shoulder to her huband, hoping that some conversation would help to calm them all down.
“I can’t tell if you don’t get your fat butt out of the way.”
The corner of Leisha’s mouth quirked. She and Larry were definitely a case of East meets West. Boston and Houston in their case. “Let’s not discuss my avoirdupois, shall we?”
“Heck, girl, you had much more of it when we got married and I woulda needed a cowcatcher to haul you over the threshold.”
Leisha gave him her best quelling look, which just made him grin wider.
Austin, their youngest, came tearing into the room with lapels and cuffs flapping.
Leisha raised an amused brow. “Our darling arrives, in medias res, as it were, to tell us what?”
“Great-grandpa is in your office. He says he’s looking for his gramophone!”
Larry sighed. “Aw, hell. He break anything yet?”
“Not yet. What’s a gramophone?”
"Wedding Jitters" was a ficlet for the Stovohobo Challenge originally published at 12:47AM on Sunday, October 28, 2007. Thanks to the ficlet memorial I was able to find it again. Memorial story link.