Chapter 37

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If you don't have tissues, and a pillow, I suggest you get some.

Also, just to clear some things up, at the beginning it's going to be around December ish.

And I've forgotten Ariel's dad's name. I don't even remember if I made one for him lol. Oops

Last thing hopefully! Since at the end of the movie, it says that Bertram got really into the 60's and no one ever saw him again, he will not be in the book anymore. Sorry.

Enjoy

*December*

"I don't want a summer wedding." I complained.

"But it's perfect weather for an outdoor one."

"No it's not. It can get all stuffy and too hot."

"Then we can all wear summer clothes."

"Alan, no. I may like baseball, but I'm having this wedding correctly." I laughed.

"You're lucky I love you." He kissed my cheek.

"So it's settled. A fall wedding."

"Now just for the date."

*Roger's POV*

I got up to go to the mail, when the mailman came to my door.

"You never come to my door." I laughed.

"I was looking through your mail, when I saw this and thought you should get it right away." 

He handed a letter to me and walked away.

It was from Ariel.

  You are invited to the joining of Ariel Karla Johnson and Alan Kurt McCleanan in holy matrimony. 

   Saturday, September 24 1966 at 4pm.

My little girl was getting married? 

*a few months later*

*Ariel's POV*

"Ariel?" Alan called from the other room.

"Yes?"

"I know where we're going for our honeymoon."

"Isn't that a decision we make together?" I laughed.

"Nope. Besides, you chose when, and where and everything. I want to help."

I smiled at him.

"Where are we going?"

"New York."

"That's actually a great idea. One problem though. Where are we going to keep the kids? We don't know anyone in New York."

"Who said we were taking them?"

"Excuse me? Did you just say, leave our kids? For 3 months?"

"Honey," he grabbed my hands, "those 3 months are for us. We can't be worrying about our kids."

"I can't leave them for 3 months Alan."

"Then here's an idea. We spend 1 month in New York, and then we come home, and go traveling with the kids."

I grabbed his face and kissed him. 

"When did you become so smart?"

"When I met you."

(A/N there will be a lot of time skips)

*2 months later*

"No more dresses!" I sighed.

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