"Oh. My." Mckenzie whispered. Stella hadn't seen the Captain yet, but she turned expecting to see a vision of beauty.
Instead she saw the Captain in a wheel chair. Struggling to drag stacks of white, plastic chairs into the ballroom.
"Let us help you, sweetie," Mckenzie called to their friend.
"No thanks! I got it. You guys look great. This will be a good wedding!" The Captain responded.
Stella and Mckenzie looked at one another in silent horror.
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