The reception had ended and the newlyweds had just sneaked off to the honeymoon. After supper and champagne, the groom retired to the bedroom. But the bride pulled a chair up to the balcony doors and sat there, gazing at the stars.
"Dear." Asked the somewhat impatient husband... "Aren’t you coming to bed?"
"No," she announced. "My mother told me this was going to be the most beautiful night of my life, and I don’t want to miss a single minute of it.
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