Chapter One: chutes&ladders
The day has arrived. To my girlfriend it means everything, to me, nothing. And though a wedding is a wedding, I'm still having trouble grasping the significance, possibly because I don't even know the bride or groom. My girlfriend saved the invitation and the envelope. I think she wanted to make a xerox of the RSVP card but I sent it back before she had a chance. This upset her. I was trying to be responsible.
The presence of Miss Hope Witherspoon and Mr. Jack Wilson was requested as a "couple." Our first such request, upon which Hope said to me, "Jack, seeing our names together like this, I don't...