A year later.
In the sunny March, when flowers bloomed in profusion, the church bells rang throughout River State. Thousands of doves soared into the sky, tens of thousands of colored balloons ascended into the heavens, and there were even two helicopters that sprinkled cash and wedding candies from above.
"I picked up ten one-hundred dollar bills."
"I got a bill, but it's a thousand dollars."
"I picked up..."
There was a crowd around the church, eagerly collecting the cash and vying for the wedding candies.
Inside the church, friends and family gathered together, waiting for the arrival of the bridal couple.
In the makeup room, Flynn Taylor stood with a slant, watching his wife becoming increasingly beautiful under the skillful hands of the makeup artist, so much so that he was nearly in a trance.
"Hey, you staring too hard or what?"
