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Kat said yes.
She had plotted to get him to marry her the day she saw the house, learned it was owned by his Grandmother and he would get it in her will.
Kat was as interested in her wedding to Jeremiah as she was in a ice hockey match, so let him handle everything. She had always played the submissive stupid girl who needed him to look after her. She had always spoken to him in a reticent somewhat embarrassed manner, as if he were the great sophisticate and she a pathetic illiterate.
Being handed the wedding, Jeremiah set it at an all inclusive in Jamaica because Grandma wanted to go home before she died.
Dami thought about getting his wife to take him to that very hotel for a vacation at the same time. Kat nearly screamed, and her beloved Dami laughed. “The only wedding we will be at together is when we marry each other…” he said, kissing her.
He had picked out her wedding gown, it was good quality but no style and very modest.
They flew to Jamaica at a discount, part of the ‘All Inclusive Package.”
If ever a wedding was designed to be nondescript, meaningless and without significance, it was a wedding at an all inclusive hotel in Jamaica.
