The bride and bridegroom arrived together, in his old car. Anna was very simply dressed but wearing everything prescribed by rules, something old, something blue, something lent... She was a little tense and wringed her empty hands. His mother seemed angry, upset. She wasn't happy with that marriage. The ceremony was soon over. They exchanged the rings, signed the contract and were ready to go. Just then Anna's brother in law arrived, breathless, running on tiptoe, throwing on her chair a bunch of roses, roughly tied with elastic and packed in an old wet newspaper. She heard the thud and distractedly looked over her shoulder. Your bouquet, someone told her.

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