You’re a beautiful bride.

Your father and two of your brothers come in. You’re the youngest of four, your other three brothers are already off and married. Your oldest brother, Peter (your maid of honor) and youngest brother, Leo, are here for you right now, while the middle one, Chip, is going to meet you at the ceremony as his flight in was late last night. Seems a complete change of reality isn’t enough for United Airlines to not still be a mess of an operation.

The four help you into your bridal lingerie and then the gown itself. It’s just big enough to make you look like a fantasy princess.

You smile at yourself in the mirror. “Damn…” you say aloud.

You sit on your bed, waiting while Micheal and your brothers change into their bridesmaid gowns while you father gets his father of bride dress on.