We looked out the windows of the airplane as it rested on the tarmac, waiting to take off. Our fingers were entwined. Just twenty-four hours earlier, we had walked out of the church, husband and wife. Now we were beginning our new life together with a honeymoon in the United Kingdom.
I squeezed Sarah’s hand and she looked back at me, her hazel eyes shining. “It’s just me and you now, honey,” I said, and she gave me one of her patented crooked smiles. As the plane took off, I leaned back to relax. After all, we had a lifetime ahead of us. This was no time to think of money. The rest would take care of itself, or so I thought.
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