"I never thought much of weddings, in Blithe Hollow," Aggie admits. "They were never as lovely as this." She looks up at the beautiful decorations, pointedly away from Charlie even as she hands him the packet of tissues she'd been told to carry. Being the peculiar--and dead--sort, Aggie rarely finds herself moved to cry, but now she can see why it was insisted upon.
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Date: 2014-09-03 07:59 am (UTC)