Mary Anne Remembers

[bsclover18]

I don't own the BSC and the title is a take-off of one of Ann M. Martin's.

Chapter One

Ring. Ring. Ring. I quickly got up from the couch to answer the phone so it wouldn’t wake up the kids, who were napping.
“Hello?” I said.
“Mary Anne, its Kristy.”
“Hi. What’s up?” I asked, taking the cordless phone with me back to the couch.
“I just got a letter from Stacey and Claudia!” she exclaimed.
“Really? How are they doing?” I asked. Stacey and Claudia are friends of ours from middle school. They live together in New York city.
“They’re doing really well. Claudia just got another deal with a museum in New York and Stacey’s fashion line is really taking off.”
“That’s great.”
“That’s not the best part, though.”
“If not that, then what?” I asked, excitement building inside me.
“They’re coming back to Stoneybrook for 2 weeks!”
“Really? That’s great. I can’t wait to see them.”
“I know. I was thinking…”
“Uh-oh.” I teased. “I sense a really good idea.”
“Well, what if we had a BSC reunion?”
“A BSC reunion?” I repeated. “That would be great. We haven’t seen the whole club together for almost 2 years…I think it was Mallory’s wedding.”
“Yep. If we can convince Mal, Jessi, Shannon, and Abby to come home for the same week-end, then it’d work. I’ll make some calls.”
“Okay Kristy. Let me know if you need help with anything.”
“I will.”
“I’ve got to go, Kristy. I think I hear Ella.”
“Okay. ‘Bye Mary Anne.”
“’Bye.” I hung up the phone and headed upstairs to the nursery and stuck my head in. Ella was still in a deep sleep. I closed the door quietly and walked back downstairs. I sat on the couch and thought about what Kristy had said. The whole BSC…

The BSC, or Baby-Sitters Club, was a business Kristy started when we were all in middle school. We met 3 times a week and clients called us with baby-sitting jobs. All the kids loved us and we were always busy. Over time, there were up to 10 of us in the club. Stacey McGill was our Treasurer. She now lives in New York City, where she is working on designing her own fashion line. She lives with Claudia Kishi, who was the Vice-President. Claudia is an amazing artist and sells her art to different museums. Kristy Thomas, who is now Kristy Cummings was the President of the club. She married a boy named Jeff, who used to be in school with us. Kristy lives in Stoneybrook, a couple of blocks away from me, where they are currently awaiting the birth of their first child, which is due in about 5 months. Abby Stevenson was one of our alternate members. She lives in Ohio, where she works as an executive to a sports store. Dawn Schafer, who is my step-sister, lives in Stoneybrook. She’s married to Austin Bentley, but kept her maiden name. Dawn has a daughter named Christina and she stays at home with her. Jessi Ramsey lives in Detroit and she is a professional ballet dancer. She was a junior officer of the club with Mallory Pike. Mallory is currently living in Maine and is married to Ben Hobart and she has 2 girls-Kara and Emily. She and Jessi were junior members because they were 2 years younger than the rest of us. Shannon Kilbourne lives in Iowa and is a professor at Dort College. Shannon was an associate member of the club. Logan Bruno was the other associate member. He lives in Stoneybrook and works in Stanford, which is about ½ an hour from here, as a VP to a company. He’s married to me, Mary Anne. I used to be the Secretary of the club. Together, we have 2 kids-Jacob and Ella. And that was the BSC. We were in business until our Senior year of high school. After high school, everyone scattered in different directions. Now, 8 years after the BSC broke up, we might get to see each other again. Sure, we’ve seen each other since then. We’ve been to 4 weddings and had a few other encounters, but it’s been awhile since we sat down and talked for a long time.

I looked at the clock and saw that Jacob and Ella would sleep for at least another hour. I got up and went to the living room and pulled out my old photo albums and began looking through them…

Chapter Two

Logan and I met in grade 8. Logan was new to our school because his family had moved from Kentucky. The first time I met Logan was at lunch one day. The BSC was swamped with jobs because of a PTA meeting and Logan offered to help us out. It was really sweet. We became friends very quickly, but he didn’t want to join the club full time. It was really awkward in meetings, like once, Claudia almost said ‘bra’ in front of him. It was a big deal at the time. Anyways, he ended up becoming an associate member. Logan and I dated all the way through high school. We broke up for awhile in grade 8 because Logan was becoming too controlling over me. I was and still am very shy so Logan thought that he could make decisions for me. I got sick of that pretty quickly and I broke it off. Eventually we worked out our problems and we’ve been together ever since. My eyes fell on a picture of Logan and I posed in front of my fire place, going to senior prom…

“Mary Anne!” Logan called to me through the crowed halls of Stoneybrook High School.
“Hi!” I called back. I started towards Logan and we started walking out the doors. It was a beautiful spring day and the sun was shining. Logan took my hand as we started down the street.
“How was your day?” I asked him.
“Great. How about you?” Logan asked, smiling. Inside, I melted. Logan’s smile is enough to make a girl’s heart stop.
“Okay. I’ve got a huge Biology test on Thursday.”
“But you’re good at Biology. You’ll do fine.” Logan said.
“I hope so. I need to get a good grade in the course.”
“Any word from Yale?” Logan asked. I had applied to Yale University and I was waiting for a response.
“Nope.” I said, looking at Logan. He was staring at the sidewalk.
“Logan? Is something wrong?” I asked.
“Oh, what? No, nothing’s wrong. Mary Anne?”
“Yes?”
“Would you like go to prom with me?”
“Aw, Logan! Of course!” I said, giving him a hug. I already knew that we’d go together, but I was waiting for an invitation. And now I had one.
“Good. I’m glad.” Logan said, kissing my cheek. We walked all the way home in silence, but I knew we were both very happy. I said good-bye to Logan and ran inside.
“Dawn! Dawn!” I yelled, running up the stairs. Dawn came out of her room.
“Mary Anne! What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing’s wrong! Logan asked me to prom!” I cried.
“Oh Mary Anne! That’s great!” Dawn said, hugging me.
“Now we need to go shopping for dresses.” I said. Dawn was going to prom with Austin Bentley-her boyfriend.
“How about Saturday?” Dawn asked. I nodded. We both squealed and giggled all the way to Claudia’s house for a BSC meeting. Everyone in the club had been invited to go to prom, but Dawn and I wanted to go shopping for our dressed with just the two of us.

Saturday finally came and we got an early start. As we were heading for Dawn’s car, my dad called me back.
“Find something nice, okay Mary Anne?”
“I will, Dad. I know what you do and don’t like.”
“I know. And, um, here.” Dad handed me his charge card. “Nothing too expensive, okay? Same goes for Dawn.”
“Thanks Dad!” I cried, giving him a hug. I ran to the car and told Dawn.
“Great!” she said. She pulled out of the driveway and we drove to the mall. We parked and set in for a day of shopping.

After 7 hours of shopping, we pulled back into the driveway. We had each found a gorgeous dress. My dress was a red silk. It had off the shoulder sleeves and they came together in a nice knot in the back of the dress. The front had a V-neck drop that didn’t show too much. The skirt was long and full, with sequins on it. I had found beautiful red satin heels to match. Dawn’s dress was a beautiful blue color and matched her eyes perfectly. Her dress was strapless and had fine bead work over the bodice and it was a tight fitting dress all the way to the floor. Her shoes were blue and had beads on them.

When we tried them on for Dad and Sharon, they were thrilled and said we were both beautiful. Now all I had to do was wait for prom to come!

Finally, finally, prom came. Dawn and I went to the hair salon to get our hair done. The hair dresser curled my hair and put it up with a lot of pins. Dawn’s hair was also curled, but it hung loose. We went home and did our make-up and nails. Then I went to my room and took out the dress. I put it on and when I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt absolutely beautiful.
“Wait till Logan sees this.” I said to no-one in particular. I heard the door-bell ring and I went into the hall, where Dawn came out of her room. She looked absolutely gorgeous.
Together we went down the stairs and appeared. Logan and Austin had made plans to car-pool in Austin’s dad’s Mercedes. As we appeared, their smiles grew. Dawn and I split and I walked over to Logan.
“Hi Mary Anne. You look gorgeous.” Logan said, slipping a corsage onto my wrist.
“Thank you. You look very handsome yourself.” I said. It was true. Logan was wearing a black tuxedo. I’ve seen him in a tux before, but it wasn’t like this.
“Okay, into the living room for pictures.” Dad said. We all groaned, but we went to the living room. Dad took some of Logan and me, then Austin and Dawn, and then Dawn and me, and finally all of us.

We finally left and arrived at school. We went in and we had a great time. Logan and I danced to every song we knew. The evening was over way too soon. As Logan walked me up the front steps, he gave me a long good-night kiss.

[greer]

Usually artists are represented by a gallery.

[booboobrewer]

It's kind of hard to believe that four of the girls married guys they knew in middle school. This is nicely written though.

[bsclover18]

^Thanks. I know it's kind of unbelievable, but it made it easier to write because everyone knew who they were already.

[bsclover18]

Do you mean in my story or the actual series?

[courtky10]

Hm...it is slightly unbelieveable that they married guys that went to middle school, but I don't care. I really like this story! You might have already told me this...but will the entire story be focused on Mary Anne, Logan, and their kids? Or will there be a subplot with another character?

One more question...do you happen to have Alan Gray married to anyone in your story? Or Jordan Pike? I know it is odd, but they are probably my favorite characters, I was just wondering.

UPDATE!!! : )

[bsclover18]

Thanks. The entire story will be focused on Mary Anne and Logan. Other people will come up in the book...like at thier wedding and stuff.

Sorry, but I don't have Alan or Jordan anywhere. I'll update soon! I have another chapter or two.

[bsclover18]

Here's more!

Chapter Two

Logan and I met in grade 8. Logan was new to our school because his family had moved from Kentucky. The first time I met Logan was at lunch one day. The BSC was swamped with jobs because of a PTA meeting and Logan offered to help us out. It was really sweet. We became friends very quickly, but he didn’t want to join the club full time. It was really awkward in meetings, like once, Claudia almost said ‘bra’ in front of him. It was a big deal at the time.

Anyways, he ended up becoming an associate member. Logan and I dated all the way through high school. We broke up for awhile in grade 8 because Logan was becoming too controlling over me. I was and still am very shy so Logan thought that he could make decisions for me. I got sick of that pretty quickly and I broke it off. Eventually we worked out our problems and we’ve been together ever since. My eyes fell on a picture of Logan and I posed in front of my fire place, going to senior prom…

“Mary Anne!” Logan called to me through the crowed halls of Stoneybrook High School.
“Hi!” I called back. I started towards Logan and we started walking out the doors. It was a beautiful spring day and the sun was shining. Logan took my hand as we started down the street.
“How was your day?” I asked him.
“Great. How about you?” Logan asked, smiling. Inside, I melted. Logan’s smile is enough to make a girl’s heart stop.
“Okay. I’ve got a huge Biology test on Thursday.”
“But you’re good at Biology. You’ll do fine.” Logan said.
“I hope so. I need to get a good grade in the course.”
“Any word from Yale?” Logan asked. I had applied to Yale University and I was waiting for a response.
“Nope.” I said, looking at Logan. He was staring at the sidewalk.
“Logan? Is something wrong?” I asked.
“Oh, what? No, nothing’s wrong. Mary Anne?”
“Yes?”
“Would you like go to prom with me?”
“Aw, Logan! Of course!” I said, giving him a hug. I already knew that we’d go together, but I was waiting for an invitation. And now I had one.
“Good. I’m glad.” Logan said, kissing my cheek. We walked all the way home in silence, but I knew we were both very happy. I said good-bye to Logan and ran inside.
“Dawn! Dawn!” I yelled, running up the stairs. Dawn came out of her room.
“Mary Anne! What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing’s wrong! Logan asked me to prom!” I cried.
“Oh Mary Anne! That’s great!” Dawn said, hugging me.
“Now we need to go shopping for dresses.” I said. Dawn was going to prom with Austin Bentley-her boyfriend.
“How about Saturday?” Dawn asked. I nodded. We both squealed and giggled all the way to Claudia’s house for a BSC meeting. Everyone in the club had been invited to go to prom, but Dawn and I wanted to go shopping for our dressed with just the two of us.
Saturday finally came and we got an early start. As we were heading for Dawn’s car, my dad called me back.
“Find something nice, okay Mary Anne?”
“I will, Dad. I know what you do and don’t like.”
“I know. And, um, here.” Dad handed me his charge card. “Nothing too expensive, okay? Same goes for Dawn.”
“Thanks Dad!” I cried, giving him a hug. I ran to the car and told Dawn.
“Great!” she said. She pulled out of the driveway and we drove to the mall. We parked and set in for a day of shopping.

After 7 hours of shopping, we pulled back into the driveway. We had each found a gorgeous dress. My dress was a red silk. It had off the shoulder sleeves and they came together in a nice knot in the back of the dress. The front had a V-neck drop that didn’t show too much. The skirt was long and full, with sequins on it. I had found beautiful red satin heels to match. Dawn’s dress was a beautiful blue color and matched her eyes perfectly. Her dress was strapless and had fine bead work over the bodice and it was a tight fitting dress all the way to the floor. Her shoes were blue and had beads on them.
When we tried them on for Dad and Sharon, they were thrilled and said we were both beautiful. Now all I had to do was wait for prom to come!

Finally, finally, prom came. Dawn and I went to the hair salon to get our hair done. The hair dresser curled my hair and put it up with a lot of pins. Dawn’s hair was also curled, but it hung loose. We went home and did our make-up and nails. Then I went to my room and took out the dress. I put it on and when I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt absolutely beautiful.
“Wait till Logan sees this.” I said to no-one in particular. I heard the door-bell ring and I went into the hall, where Dawn came out of her room. She looked absolutely gorgeous.
Together we went down the stairs and appeared. Logan and Austin had made plans to car-pool in Austin’s dad’s Mercedes. As we appeared, their smiles grew. Dawn and I split and I walked over to Logan.
“Hi Mary Anne. You look gorgeous.” Logan said, slipping a corsage onto my wrist.
“Thank you. You look very handsome yourself.” I said. It was true. Logan was wearing a black tuxedo. I’ve seen him in a tux before, but it wasn’t like this.
“Okay, into the living room for pictures.” Dad said. We all groaned, but we went to the living room. Dad took some of Logan and me, then Austin and Dawn, and then Dawn and me, and finally all of us.

We finally left and arrived at school. We went in and we had a great time. Logan and I danced to every song we knew. The evening was over way too soon. As Logan walked me up the front steps, he gave me a long good-night kiss.

Chapter Three

The next picture in the album was the picture of Logan and I sitting in a gazebo in a park. The gazebo was our special place and we always went there to talk. We still do. It was where Logan had proposed to me. Logan and I were home for the summer. We both went to University and we had finished off our third years. Logan was done his degree in Business, but I still had another year to go in Journalism. I smiled at the memory of how our date on which Logan proposed to me was post-poned…

I carefully applied my mascara. I heard the phone ring in the background, but I’d let someone else get it. Just as I was leaning in to put on the mascara, Sharon called me to the phone.
“Darn!” I exclaimed. I had jumped at her call and the mascara had smeared. I quickly put the tube down and picked up the extension in my room.
“Hello?”
“Mary Anne? It’s Mrs. Bruno.”
“Oh, hi. How are you?” I said. I heard Sharon hang up the phone downstairs.
“I’m fine, thanks. Logan asked me to call you. I’m afraid you’re date has been post-poned.”
“Why? Is something wrong?” I asked, feeling somewhat alarmed.
“It’s nothing serious, dear, but Logan fell and broke his ankle. We’re sitting in the Emergency room, waiting for a doctor.”
“Oh, wow. Thanks for calling. Is the break bad?” I asked.
“I’m afraid so. Mr. Bruno thinks a doctor will have to do surgery to fix it completely.”
“I’m sorry. Would it be okay if I came to the hospital and waited with you? Just to keep Logan and you company?”
“Of course, Mary Anne. I’m sure Logan would love that.”
“I’ll be there soon then.”
“Alright. If we’re not in the waiting room, just ask the nurse. We’ll mention to her that you’re coming.”
“Okay. Thanks.”
“No problem dear. See you soon.”
“’Bye.” I hung up the phone and let a few tears fall. Even at the age of 20, I was still sensitive. I quickly dried the tears, realizing that I wasn’t doing anyone any good sitting here crying. I went back to the bathroom and evened out my make-up. I then went downstairs, explained what had happened to Dad and Sharon, and left for the hospital.
I arrived and miraculously found a parking space. I went into Emergency, but Logan wasn’t there.
“Excuse me?” I asked the receptionist.
“May I help you?”
“I’m looking for Logan Bruno. Do you know where he is?”
“Are you Mary Anne?” she asked. I nodded.
“Logan and his parents are in the third cubicle. Go on ahead, dear.”
“Thank you.” I walked past the desk and saw the numbered cubicles. I reached number 3 and entered.
“Knock-knock.” I said.
“Hi Mary Anne.” Mrs. Bruno.
“Hey Mary Anne.” Logan said. “Thanks for coming.”
“No problem. What did you do?” I asked. Logan’s left leg was propped up and his foot was sticking out at an awkward angle.
“Well, you see,” Logan began, but then the doctor came in. He examined Logan’s foot and looked at the X-rays sitting on the table.
“Well, Logan, I’m afraid I’ve got to put in a couple of pins to ensure the bone heals properly.” The doctor said. Logan just nodded, biting his lip. He does that when he’s nervous or worried about something. The doctor continued.
“I’m going to send you upstairs right away. This isn’t serious, but we can’t let the bone stay like that for too long.”
“How long will the surgery take?” Mrs. Bruno asked.
“About 20 minutes. We’ll probably keep Logan overnight and he can go home tomorrow. He’ll be on crutches for about a month, and then have some therapy. Alicia will be in soon to arrange the details.”
The doctor left.
“Oh, Logan. I’m so sorry.” I said.
“Me too. But what’s happened is over. I’ll just have to deal with it. God will take care of it.”
“I know He will. Now, how did you do this?” I asked again.
“I was playing with Hunter in the back yard. I was running around the big tree in the corner and I tripped on a root. Somehow my foot stayed stuck in the root when I fell and the bone snapped. I knew I had broken it right away because I heard the snap. It’s not the best sound you can hear.” He added, grinning.
“I should think not.” I said, smiling. Just then a nurse came into the room, pushing a wheel-chair.
“Logan?” she asked. Logan nodded.
Eventually, we got Logan upstairs. The nurse had him change into a hospital gown and hooked him up to an IV.
“Oh Logan. I’m scared for you.” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Mr. and Mrs. Bruno were talking to the doctor in the hall.
“I know you are Mary Anne. I’m scared too. But God will take care of me. He’ll help you, too.”
“I know. I love you.” I said.
“I love you, too.” he said. We kissed and the doctor came in.
“Are you ready Logan?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Logan responded, biting on his lip.
“Okay. I’ll warn you ahead of time, when you wake up the first think you’ll do is probably vomit because your stomach isn’t empty.”
“Thanks for the warning.” Logan said. The doctor smiled. He then pushed a button on the side of the bed and the bed flattened. The collapsed the metal rails and an orderly came to push the bed away. I stayed in the room and Logan’s parent’s followed him to the elevator. I went to sit in the waiting room. Those are some of the slowest 20 minutes I’ve ever been through. Mrs. Bruno came to get me when Logan was in recovery. I went in just as he was coming too. True to the doctor’s word, Logan did throw up. Luckily the nurses were prepared for that.

Logan’s recovery went fine and I spent the next month or so with Logan, who was on crutches. Our date was finally rescheduled for a month and a half later. We went out for dinner and then we went to the gazebo in the park. Logan still leaned on me a lot because his muscles weren’t fully recovered yet. We reached the gazebo and sat down, facing the lake. Logan’s arm wrapped around me and I felt safe and warm.
“Isn’t the moon beautiful?” Logan asked.
“Yeah. I’ll never understand how God created the earth so beautiful. The skies just go on forever.”
“I know. Mary Anne, do you want to dance?” Logan asked. We often danced in the gazebo, even without music.
“Sure.” I got up and so did Logan. He put is arms around me and we danced slowly. Logan finally pulled away. Then he did something I didn’t expect. He slowly got down onto one knee.
“Mary Anne, would you spend forever with me?” he asked, pulling out a ring.
“Oh, Logan! Of course!” I cried. Logan slid the ring onto my finger and got up and we hugged and kissed. Tears were streaming down my face, but I couldn’t stop smiling.

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Awww I love it please post more. Its a great story with great detail lol.

[bsclover18]

Here's another chapter:

Chapter Four

News about our engagement spread quickly. For the next 2 weeks people were coming up to us with congratulations. Since I still had a year of University, we decided to get married the following June. Throughout the year, plans were made. Flowers, guests, dresses, cake, table settings. A lot of the time my head was spinning. Logan found a job with a company that manages magazines. I came home every weekend and worked on the wedding.

The following May I graduated with honors and a degree in Teaching. Before I knew it it was the night before the wedding. The bridal party gathered in the church for the rehearsal. The bridal party consisted of Dawn, Kristy, Kerry, Hunter, Austin, Lewis, and Emily Michelle. We practiced the ceremony and then went out to Chez Maurice.
“Attention! Attention!” Kristy called, standing up. Everyone quieted down and she raised her wine glass.
“I’d like to propose a toast. To Mary Anne and Logan. You two are so perfect for each other, and I’d like to wish you a life of love and happiness.”
“To Mary Anne and Logan.” Everyone said as they clinked glasses. Logan and I clinked glasses and smiled at each other and then we kissed.
“Can you believe we’ll be married tomorrow?” Logan whispered to me.
“No. Can you?” I asked. He shook his head.
“God’s been good at blessing at us, Mary Anne.”
“I know. I love you, Logan.”
“I love you, too.”

We all had a great time. When we got home, I went to bed fell into a deep sleep, much to my surprise. I thought I’d be awake forever that night.
The next morning, I woke up with a start.
“I’m getting married today.” I said to no-one in particular, adrenaline surging through my veins. I got up quickly and showered. I shoveled in some breakfast and Dawn, Kristy, Kerry, and I went to the hair salon. We spent 3 hours there getting our hair, nails, and make-up done. We went back home after that and got dressed.

I should stop here and tell you what we all looked like. The bridesmaid’s dresses were a soft maroon color. They were made out of a satin material. The bodice was simple, with a neck line that was a square shape. The gowns were long and full and had sequins on it. Kristy grumbled about having to wear a dress, but I knew she felt beautiful in it. Her hair was curled and pinned half-up. Kerry’s hair looked the same as Kristy’s. Dawn’s hair was curled but her curls hung free-just like prom. My hair was curled and pinned up, a diamond tiara fixed in the middle of it. My veil was attached to the tiara and fell half-way down my back. My dress was a cap-sleeved and had a plunging neck-line. My skirt was also full, and the train was long. The train could be pulled up and connected to the skirt for the reception. Emily Michelle looked very adorable in her little white, flowing dress. She had a wreath of flowers in her hair. We were finally ready. All the bridesmaids pilled into Sharon’s car. I stayed behind with my dad. We stared at each other for a long time.
“Mary Anne. Honey, you look absolutely beautiful. Your mother would be so proud of you.” he said, as a tear slid down his cheek. “As am I.”
“Oh Daddy.” I said, giving him a hug. Of course I was crying, too. We hugged for a long time and then we went to his car and drove to the church.

We pulled up to the church and Kristy and Dawn helped me out and straightened out my train. The doors to the sanctuary were closed. Dad joined me and the bridal party got in order. Kerry and Lewis, Kristy and Austin, and Dawn and Hunter. Dawn was the matron of honor and Hunter was the best man. Emily Michelle was before all of us. The doors open and I could see into the sanctuary. All the pews had white bows tied to them and a white cloth had been put down the middle of the aisle. The wedding party proceeded and then the wedding march began. I took a deep breath and Dad gave me a reassuring squeeze. All my life I’ve thought of what would be going through my mind at this exact moment. I thought I might cry, I thought I might be too nervous to walk, I thought I’d be missing my mother immensely. Well, I did miss my mother at that moment. I wished she could see how good God had been in blessing me with Logan. I wish she could’ve seen my dress, and the church. My mother never even met Logan. Other than that, I had a calm smile on my face and felt like an angel.

We started down the aisle. I looked forward and saw Logan waiting at the alter, with a huge smile on his face. My eyes met his and I felt a tear drip down my cheek. Much to my surprise, Logan’s eyes were brimming with tears too. I watched Logan the whole way down the aisle. He, and all the other groomsmen were in black tuxes. For some reason my mind flashed to an add I had seen in the newspaper earlier. It was for a Tuxedo shop and it went something like this:

With a wedding, everything is about the bride.
Her hair, her dress, her flowers.
However, when everyone is looking at the bride,
The one thing she’ll be looking at is you.

Dad and I reached the end of the aisle and Dad lifted up my veil and kissed me. He answered the minister that he and Sharon gave me to Logan. Logan and I joined hands. We listened to the meditation on our wedding passage-1 Corinthians 13. It was a beautiful meditation about how God was and is Love and how with Love in our relationship was saying that we had God in our marriage. Then we exchanged vows. We had chosen to write our own vows. Logan went first:

Mary Anne, today I choose to take you as my wife.
I promise that I will stand by you no matter what we go through.
Whatever life throws at us, I know we can handle it because the Lord is on our side.
Mary Anne, I promise to love you for who you are and love you with an ending love.
Mary Anne, I promise to care and provide for you to the best of my ability.
Mary Anne, these are the promises I make to you in front of God and the people here today.

It was so sweet and by the time he was done, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I waited a moment and then I began what I had written for him:
My dear Logan, today, in front of God and these people, I declare my commitment for you.
I commit to be with you through everything that happens.
I promise I will be there for you and take care of you.
I promise that I will love you always.
These are my promises to you, Logan.

When I had finished, Logan also had tears streaming down his face. We squeezed hands while the minister asked for the rings. Hunter handed them to him and the minister handed a ring to Logan. As he slipped it on my finger, he said,
“Mary Anne, this ring is a symbol of my unending love for you.”

The ring was beautiful. It was white Gold and had 3 small diamonds across the top of the band. It fit perfectly. I took Logan’s ring, which was also white gold with a single stone embedded in and slipped it on his finger, saying that the ring was a symbol of my unending love for him.

After the rings, the minister pronounced us husband and wife.
“You may kiss the bride.” he added, smiling. Logan and I smiled and Logan took me in his arms and gave me a long kiss, tipping me backwards. The crowd cheered and I heard Kristy whistle.

After our kiss, we signed the resister and then, finally, the minister said, as Logan and I stood holding hands in front of the congregation,
“It is my pleasure to announce to you for the first time, Mary Anne and Logan Bruno!”
Logan and I kissed again as the crowds applauded. Then we ran out of the church together.
Outside, we must’ve hugged a million people, but I didn’t mind. Finally, I got to Dawn. We just looked at each other and burst out crying. We hugged for a long time.
“I’m so happy for you, Mary Anne.” Dawn whispered in my ear. I just hugged her harder.
There were refreshments outside so we went and joined the rest of the BSC for some goodies. Soon after we had to go for pictures. Finally, just Logan and I were left at the church.
“What do you say we go?” Logan asked me, offering his elbow. I took it.
“I say that sound great.”
“Perfect.”
Logan helped me into the convertible that was parked for us-it was decorated with streamers. We drove to the hall where the reception was being served. Before we went in, we went on our walk.

Logan and I walked around the grounds of the facility, talking about the ceremony and our new life together. We made it around the grounds and it was time to go in. We told the doorman and he said he’d let Kristy know. Kristy was the MC for the evening.
The doorman reappeared and held open the door for us. We entered and we heard Kristy call into the mike,
“For the second time, Mr. and Mrs. Bruno!” Once again, everyone cheered and I blushed. Logan and I sat at the table and the party began. The food was excellent and someone-I’m betting the BSC-had put together a slideshow of pictures of Logan and I. After dinner, more toasts were given, similar to the one the night before. Hunter, Kristy, Dawn, Mr. Bruno, and my dad all gave one. Finally, the tables were cleared for the dance floor. The DJ put the lights down and the disco ball came on.
“It’s time for the bride and groom’s first dance.” she said, and she turned the music on. Logan and I danced to our song, which was You and Me by Lifehouse. After our dance was done, the DJ said that I’d like to share a dance with my dad. Dad came out and we danced.
“Oh honey. I’m so proud of you.” he whispered to me.
“Thanks Daddy.” I whispered back. That was all that we said to each other during the dance, but it was more than enough.

After our dance, the DJ put some real music on and the party grew to life. In between other songs, we did the hokey-pokey and the chicken dance. I’m sure Kristy arranged that, in fact, I’m positive she did.

Around 11:00, Logan and I went to get changed for our honeymoon. We were going to Paris. We came out in our traveling clothes and as we ran for the car, people cheered and threw rice at us. It was perfect.

That was my wedding day and I’ll never forget it as long as I live.

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Awww Its so Sweet I love It!

[bsclover18]

Thanks! I loved writing it. *sigh* I just love weddings.

[bsclover18]

Chapter Five

The next photograph was a shot of Logan and me standing together, posed for a church photo for the directory. There was nothing unusual about the photo. Logan was wearing a blue dress shirt and I was in a white blouse. Logan had his arm on my shoulder and we were both smiling quietly. I thought to when the picture was taken…it was around our one year anniversary.

We had had a good year as a married couple, even though we had hit some bumps. Little things that we hadn’t noticed about each other that caused some arguments. Like that I like to cut up coupons from the paper, while Logan doesn’t bother with sale prices. He just gets what he needs when he needs it. Small things like how I leave my shaver on the counter in the bathroom, or how he shrivels up his napkin at dinner. Other than, that, we were doing fine and hadn’t had any real problems.

A normal day for us would be getting up around 6, eating a quick breakfast and both leaving for work. I’d get off at 1 and come home and clean the house until Logan came home at 6, where I would have a nice meal cooked. After dinner, we would watch some TV together and then I’d go to bed and Logan would work for an hour of so before coming to bed. It was a comfortable routine and it suited us.

About half-way through the year, one night, Logan and I decided to take a walk. We walked to the park and sat in the gazebo. I leaned against him and we starred at the moon, not talking, but enjoying each others company.
“Mary Anne, what would you say about adding to our family?” Logan asked me, in a soft, gentle tone. I’ll be honest; I didn’t catch on at first about what he was talking about.
“You mean like getting another pet?” I asked, thinking that Tigger would love company.
“I was leaning more towards a baby.” Logan said, with a little laugh. I sat up and looked Logan in the eye.
“Do you really thing we’re ready to have a baby?” I asked, knowing what the answer would be.
“I really do. We’re in good financial state and we’ve talked about eventually having a baby. Why not do it now? It’d be a final piece of the puzzle.”
“I think, if you do, that we could have a baby. And you’re right, it would be a final, completing piece of the puzzle.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” I said, smiling. Logan was beaming.
“I think this calls for a celebration dance.” Logan said. He got up and bowed.
“May I have this dance?” he asked.
“You may.” I said, accepting his hand. We danced slowly to the sound of the breeze rustling the willows, with the moon light shining down on us.
I remember thinking that a baby would never have a better dad than Logan.

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As the weeks turned into months, our conversation never really left our minds, but we didn’t say anything more about it. About a month before our anniversary, I had the flu for about a week.

At first, I knew it was the flu because I had a fever, headache, and nausea. Eventually, though, the headache and fever left, but I was still nauseas. I tried to hide this from Logan because I knew it would only worry him. Finally, after 3 weeks of nausea, I went to the doctor. They performed a couple of tests and told me to come back the next day for the results.

So that’s how I ended up sitting on the little table in the examining room, my stomach feeling like it was going to come up any second when the doctor appeared in the room.
She smiled warmly.
“Congratulations, Mrs. Bruno. The nausea you are feeling is morning sickness. You’re going to have a baby.”
Tears filled in my eyes.
“I am?” I whispered.
“Yes. In about 7 and a half months.”
“Wow. I don’t know what to say.” I managed to squeak out, tears spilling over my eyes.
“Well, I have some things for you. Here’s a couple of pamphlets for you and Mr. Bruno to read about your pregnancy. And you need to book an appointment with an obstetrician soon. We have one in this office, if you’d like.”
I nodded. “That’s fine. Can I book at the front desk?”
“Yes. Do you have any questions, Mary Anne?”
“No. But thank you.”
“You’re quite welcome. Feel free to call if you have questions.”
“Thanks.” I said. I got up, got my purse, and left. I booked an appointment at the desk and went to the car. I sat there for a few minutes letting the happy tears run down my face. I couldn’t wait to tell Logan. I decided I’d tell him on our anniversary, which was 4 days away.

As I was pulling out of my parking space, a great idea hit me on how to tell him. I pulled onto the road and drove to Baby and Things, which is the biggest baby store ever. I went in and looked around. I knew that Baby and Things had what I was looking for because Dawn had got it for Austin, when she told him she was expecting Christina (by the way, Christina is now 4 years old and was 2 at the time). I was about to ask the clerk for help when I found what I was looking for. It was a blue t-shirt and it said in cute bubble letters “I’m going to be a daddy!” It was perfect and I knew Logan would love it. I found his size and took it to the register to pay.
“Congratulation,” the clerk said, smiling as I handed her my debit card.
“Thank you.” I said. She handed me back my card and gave me the bag with the shirt in it.

Since I was too excited to go home, I decided to head over to Dawn’s house. I parked the car and went up to the door and knocked.
Dawn answered quietly, since Christina was taking a nap.
“Hi Mary Anne!” she said, giving me a hug.
“Hi!”
“Come on in.” Dawn held the door open. “What brings you here?”
“I wanted to show you what I bought Logan for our anniversary.”
“Sure. Have a seat. Want a drink?”
“No thanks. I’ve got to go soon.”
“Okay. So, what’d you get him?” Dawn looked curious as she sat down. I pulled out the t-shirt from the bag. I held it up and Dawn’s mouth fell open.
“Mary Anne! Are you serious!?” she screeched. I nodded. She got up and gave me a hug.
“Congratulation! This is fantastic!”
“Thanks. I’m so excited. I just found out.”
“So when are you due?”
“In about 7 and a half months.”
“This is so exciting! Christina will finally have a cousin!”
“I know. I can’t wait to tell Logan.”
“I can’t wait to tell Austin. He’ll be ecstatic.”
“Well, just don’t broadcast it all over town until I tell Logan, okay?”
“Of course.”
“Well, I’d better be going.”
“Okay.”
I was standing up to leave when Christina appeared in the doorway. She’s really cute, with faire blonde curls. She was wearing footsie pajamas and her blankie was trailing behind her.
“Auntie May-Anne?”
“Hi sweetie.” I said, smiling. Christina hasn’t learned how to pronounce ‘Mary’.
“Auntie has to go, but I’ll be in back a few days, okay?”
“’Kay.” Christina came and gave me a hug.
“’Bye Dawn.”
“’Bye Mary Anne. Call if you need anything!”
“Thanks.” I closed the door and went to the car. I drove home and hid my present for Logan. I could hardly wait for our anniversary.

Of course, our anniversary came. Logan came home from work early and we got dressed up to go out for dinner. I put on a black dress and Logan put on a suit. I had hidden Logan’s present in the car. We got into the car and drove to Chez Maurice.

The dinner was delicious, but we decided not to stay afterwards. Instead, we drove over to the park. We walked around for awhile and then when the moon came out, we sat in the gazebo.
“Mary Anne?” Logan said softly.
“Hmm?”
“I have something for you.” Logan reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring box. Inside was a beautiful white gold band with a small diamond. It was the pair to my wedding ring. They fit together perfectly.
“Thank you Logan.” I said, kissing him softly.
“You’re welcome.”
“I have something for you too. I’ll be right back.” I got up and went to the car. I returned with the gift bag and handed it to him. He reached into it and pulled out the t-shirt. He held it up and tears filled his eyes. He turned to look at me.
“Really?”
“Yes. Congratulations, daddy.”
“Mary Anne! I can’t believe it.” Logan put the shirt down and embraced me in a hug that ended with a kiss.
“I know.”
“How long have you known?”
“A couple of days.”
“When?”
“In about 7 and a half months.”
“Who all knows?”
“Just Dawn and Austin.”
“I can’t believe this.”
“Neither can I.”
“I love you Mary Anne.”
“I love you too, Logan.”
Logan and I sat there for an hour or so and then we went home.

[mafan4life]

that is SO cute!

[bsclover18]

Thanks! I don't know whether to finish it or not, though.