THE PRICE OF THE LOVE

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This novel is merely imaginary. All resemblance with existing people or having existed would be only fortuitous and involuntary.

Delphine and Laurent, sell of the restful days. They dedicate themselves to an association that they created, for the goal to come in help to all marginal,: addicted, alcoholics, exclude the society.

In spite of its physical handicap, that nails it in a rollingarm chair, Delphine is overflowing of zing. Artist émérite, she paints magnificent pictures, that it sells to provide to the needs of their association. Laurent him also, contribute artistically, to the maintenance and to the financial balance. Its sculptures are valued very. Far from the fires of the glory, they assume their ministration with love and determination.

Their course was not without clutters. As seeing them thus, happy, bloom, no one can imagine the sufferings and the nightmares that they crossed, since their meeting. The destiny, by a terrifying accident of the road, is going to guide the couple progressively toward its final destination. All along their journey, since in the evening of their marriage, they are going to be confronted to the laws of life. They are going to know and to appreciate to their just value, the major data, composing the humanity in this end of twentieth century: The friendship, the love, deceit, the jealousy, the spitefulness, will come to equal parts, to support their paths of life.

The love, this Divine fruit often bitter, fascine and makes cry, roof of joy or surround us of misfortune. In truth, it is in my opinion, the supreme consecration that God grants us, the day where finally, he illuminates our life. One searches for it and want it, one touches lightly it and tame it, while thinking to deserve it. It is true, the love with a big " TO ", one only gets it only one time at the cost of heavy sacrifices, and of tests always crueller. That day, one could imagine to be safe from all, to feel in state of grace with the Almighty, it is not anything of it!

It is, at the precise moment where we reach the paroxysm of happiness, not an arrival, but a real departure. Nothing is receipt, all rest to make! To deserve the love, it is necessary for us to cross a whole set of uncertainties, fears, anguishes and sufferings; to succeed our exam of passage, such a bachelor. To the instar of all diplomas, the love has an impression of value confirmed only. It will belong us to put it in inscription to the daily in order to justify the authenticity of our capacities, to place the blessing and the beauty of a gift as marvelous very loud. Especially, to know how to show itself of it worthy!

Delphine and Laurent, in the roles of lady and gentleman everybody implied in extreme situations as alas, a lot of people knew them and underwent if they don't live them again. Their history of love, it will be yours, and ours alternately. Beyond their reciprocal adventures, and of the outcome natural and happy of their adventures, I try to evoke and to denounce all interferences that the society imposes us.

The jealousy, the hypocrisy, the spitefulness, the pretension, the vanity, will be the most important parameters, on which I will insist indeed without false modesty. Homosexuality, prostitution, the AIDS, the drug, the isolation, the taboos, racism, will be exposed with the same desire of exemption and research of truth, without the least ambiguous nor the least ulterior motive. To try to understand that begin so unfortunately, to disobey, I will be therefore a very unruly pupil in relation to the doctrines that one tries to impose us. The only vow that I formulate, it is that my desire to say that that I think is not interpreted in an excessive manner. Not to expose its point of view, by the slant of an imaginary history, unveil a latent anarchical state in no way.

Being oneself, to have courage to assume itself while ridiculing the prejudices. Such is in conclusion the objective that appears me the more wise and most capable, to help us to surmount all our difficulties. If the ideal is utopian, the relative is again worse! If the experience is an acquirement, it hardly illuminates only the past that we drag behind ourselves, like a burden. Far from making advance us, it imposes us its erroneous rules while transforming us in blind robots and without voice. One cannot live, just before the twenty-first century, on principles generated by the experience of those and those that since strong a long time, pulled us their reverence!

The experience should permitted to adjust and to progress, and either to advance toward the unknown while gargling of the antiquated kindness of the principles of once. So, logically, on every day is sufficient its pain, why want to all price to denature the present and to falsify the future, while being content hypocritically with himself auto to satisfy while comparing it with the past? I venerate and respect those and those that permitted us to be that we are today. However, I refuse to let in the heart of my children, the picture of a simple photocopy. To the instar of Marshal Lyautey, that wrote this: " When one doesn't make all to be the first, to become he where to remain it, one doesn't stay the second, one falls fatally the last ", we would make to be the precursors of the future better, rather than the guards of the past! The friendship instead of the hate, the love and no the war, and the fraternity as unique banner.

They are not an exception, they are not supernatural, they live happy hand in hand simply. No extravagance, nor crankiness, but nothing either that is like to the routine, brief, a healthy and passionate life. What could yet impress, not to tell to shock the most rebel souls, it is the obvious relaxation with which they fear the daily problems. All appears simple, resourceless of difficulties, as bathing in an ocean of easiness. Yet, they are saved per person and are certainly not immunized against the pain as, alas, we are going to give us account of it. They frequent themselves since fifteen years about, and are united for the best and the worse since about ten years.

Pierre after stone, they built their small universe emotional, real temple of the love, small snug nest where the two fledglings rest themselves of it in all quietude. Ten years of labor, fierce work, pains and joys nearly staking out to equal part a course without mistake. Still gracious and smiling, one could believe while seeing them, that fatigue, tension, the anguishes and the worries don't have any ascendancy on them. They don't prepare their efforts far from there, nearly work as frantic, without the least dispute never, comes to blemish the harmony of their couple. In this garden of Eden, selling their happiness, they don't lose a view that The Almighty imposed them.

After five years of common life, concessions and reciprocal efforts, they had learned to know themselves. Their desire to unite, for the best and for the worse, punctuated this long period of training logically. For Delphine and Laurent, the life of married couple started... By the worse! ... Very often, during long evenings of winter by the fireside, they relive these ten years of marriage intensely. Engraved in relief in their hearts, the movie of this draining decade, start the day of their marriage.

Since several weeks, reign a particular effervescence within the couple. Every day, the score of people parade in turns in the villa of Delphine and Laurent. Did they become so famous? Not the less the world. Merely, they are going to unite for the worse and the best. The family, the friends, the suppliers, each goes there of its share of advices. That that very sensible, cause çà and there, a few small tensions. Nothing of very mean however, susceptible to tarnish the burst of this marvelous day. The marriage will be celebrated in two times. Friday afternoon, civil ceremony to the town hall. Saturday, the supreme consecration in God's house.

Wanting to injure no one, the future spouses chose vacations of Christmas, for convoler in just marriages. The resumption of September is therefore synonymous of growth of fatigue and renewal of tensions. The choice of the guests& The announcement& The photographer& The restaurant, the orchestra, the animation& The site of the guests for the meal of marriages& as many insignificant parameters moreover but that, put tip to tip, represent of the hours and the hours of discussions and disputes. Why her and not him? Why not them? No, I don't want that they come& If one doesn't invite them that is going to make a drama in the family!& Brief, the ambiance is assured.

Nevertheless, beyond these small friendly quarrels, there are of the pathetic moments. Notably at the time of the development of the list of the guests. Every time that the couple board on this problem, ineluctably, it arrives one moment or the poor Delphine lets escape some tears. Her that since all small, dreamed of a royal marriage, driven before the hotel to her dad's arms, can feel the pain and the grief only. Victims of a reckless driver, intoxicated death, the destiny scratched them of the world of the living. Laurent, madly in love of his dulcinée, benefits of these tearing instants to bring to his future wife, the comfort of which she has need,:

- Do You know my treasure& won't They be there physically, but that there is more important?& A being in the flesh who doesn't count, or two adorable beings who are present in our hearts?& Our marriage will the most beautiful be my love& do We have to offer them this picture of happiness to which they contributed so much&

Of the tip of the fingers, it wipes the small tears that came to tarnish the freshness of Delphine's beauty. It is true, Laurent doesn't get tired of glorifying the memory of its in-laws. Since the beginning of their relation, they had adopted it as their own son. Delphine being the unique girl, Laurent was considered as the other son, Patrice's half brother! Their link, sprinkled of ambushes and strong emotions, had known during these last five years, the most contradictory phases. Soon the blue sky of the euphoria, soon the gray of the separation& Five years of doubt, uncertainties, fears and fear, as much that of love and happiness. They already lived in the house of in-laws, that had wished to see to start them in the life of the best way that either. Them, they were content with a small pavilion of suburb, that they had arranged the day or the couple had finally united for good. At no moment, Delphine's parents had not turned the back to Laurent. In spite of the disputes, the quarrels and the periods of remoteness, they had never, questioned one instant of their son-in-law. Delphine was a little capricious, spoiled child. What parents felt well, these were the schemes and the traps that were set for the couple, by the false friends. The jealousy of the some, the spitefulness of the other, threw the doubt by turns in Delphine's mind that was, and stay a trifle nevertheless, fragile and vulnerable.

Finally, there are five years precisely, all went back in the order. Delphine had finally understood that only, Laurent could make she happy. The sons to dad, the beautiful talkers as much as the showy, are only of ephemeral illusions. The solidity of a love, happen of artifice. More one tries to prove, less the feelings are authentic. So that au term of one period of unrests and uncertainties, Delphine and Laurent united their destiny while opting for the free union. To the term of these five years, the option of the marriage has been chosen. Alas, for Delphine as much that for Laurent, the adored in-laws won't be of the feast. All the more reason to make of these two days of jubilation, an imperishable memory. That that very sensible, cause tensions to which I have just made allusion. Certainly, Laurent's parents have the means all to pay. Yet, would not be that by dignity, Laurent refused. It appears once even firm with its mom that on the phone, try to convince it:

- No mom& You are adorable, dad also, but it is out of the question to let you all to pay& I recall you that it is our marriage mom& Not the your!& We will invite that good seems us& Then we will remain some on what has been invited to know: you and Delphine's family you pay for the thirty percent of deposit, it is all!&

With its fiancée, they agree on all. In spite of the a few small legitimate divergences, the points of view converge to all levels. They complete themselves marvelously. Does a small dispute come to darken the sky of their harmony? A small kiss and a to stretch cuddly has the hostilities very quickly forgotten. They suit some freely, the sporadic storms attest the serenity of the couple. One is not there to choke the other, each of the two keeping its individuality lawfully. The marriage doesn't mean the atrophy of the intrinsic values of the two conjoined. The slavery is abolished since more of two centuries! The success of a couple, reside in the opportunity to harmonize the predominant currents of the two partners. Without sinking mangily in the compromise, there is means to come to an agreement, while using the ideas of the two. It is in any case that toward what the couple moves since some years.

From where this desire to unite their destinies for evermore. One understands the moments of tension better, since the instant or in turns, they try unconsciously to take the ascendant on the other. Why would I have to accept that, if you don't grant me it? It is a little the game of the cat and the mouse. Every evening that God makes, after their work day, they pass the clearest of their time to refine the details for the marriage. The choice of the flowers, of the decoration of the tables as much that of the cars, while passing by the one of holdings, nothing is eluded! The appearance, they mock all two of them. What they wish all their heart, it is that these two days of feast are a total success. The time, in this period of the year, is not to disregard. The bride especially, cannot be clothed of a light dress! The purchase of the clothes procures to him only, of the comical enough stages. It is to that will appear the most teasing towards the other. As Laurent for example:

- You know my love, this dress is indeed very beautiful!& With a pretty shawl, a beautiful hat& You will be to crack!&

- But no my treasure& With a good pair of tights& And of the long leggings& You won't risk to take cold!&

- Good idea& Oh watches& That pass - mountain, these mittens, and this Canadian!& You will be absolutely charming my love!&

Of whims in teasings, the catalogs are peeled in long and in large. Delphine is not the last to show her sense of the repartee and the humor. That that naturally, permits to loosen the atmosphere and to ruin the superfluous pressures. The evenings don't lack a prickle therefore! Let's add to it the visits, the telephone calls, to understand that only one word of shortcoming can generate hilarious mistakes. Patrice, the brother of Delphine and Laurent's friend, are not the last to contribute to these comical atmospheres. His aide is indeed of a certain comfort for the future bridegrooms. It is he that has in charge, everything that concerns the animation and the decoration. The roles distribute thus, allow each to bring the best of himself. The days pass very quickly. Raise at five o'clock in the morning, they never lie down before midnight, or even one hour! As makes it notice Patrice, always to the look-out of a joke:

- it's a good thing the marriage approaches small sister !& Otherwise a barrow will be necessary to carry your suitcases!&

The good mood, the love, the friendship, unites the trio permanently. So that the deadline approaches to big steps. Fortunately, all is quite ready. Of thread in needles, of strokes of muzzle in strokes of heart, the couple finally happens to from it on the fateful day. Since eve, all is reviewed in the least detail. The bouquets, the girls of honor, the convoy, the aperitif, the meal& This time, more question to change whatever it is. In the villa, an extraordinary ambiance enlivens the entire district. Music, garlands, distribution of flowers and sugared almonds& no one can pass before the house, without being informed of the event. Patrice is to his business! It stops every car to offer the packets that it has himself prepared. A sachet containing about ten sugared almonds, decorated of a cool rose, that it brings with theatrical effect to the passenger of the vehicle. To big reinforcement of classical music, the high talkers distribute in depth, the airs of Nabucco between other. It is not what it prefers, but it is in any case less disturbing for the inhabitants of the district that, let's not doubt some, would not have appreciated some musics herds so!

At some hours of the civil ceremony, it becomes overcast. Flipping weather report that had planned a good weather for the complete weekend! You speak! They didn't finish to eat lunch that already, the first drops of rain come to water the bodyworks of the cars. Delphine is disappointed. Fortunately, Laurent reassures it:

- Rainy Marriage& happy Marriage my love!& it is not in any case, today serious!& will he make a marvelous time Tomorrow& will You see& rain, the sun& Nothing such to make push the plants?&

- In manner of foundation, you should put the painting lacquers& You won't risk to look like an Indian while leaving the town hall in a little while!&

- No but you finished all two?& My husband who plays the gardeners, and you that play the make-up artist!& Put me immediately the camps& are Going to close the windows of the cars rather& don't I have my swimsuit on me!&

The two associates don't make themselves pray. Certainly, Delphine in is not to the stage of the bridal dress, but nevertheless& She wants to be elegant and refined. It is for this reason that they foresaw a really light meal at noon. They will make up for it tonight, for the first domestic dinner. Certainly summon, but nevertheless composed of about thirty guests. Laurent's parents, grandparents, the witnesses, and the most intimate friends. While waiting for the hour of the " big grub " as says if well Patrice, that is to say the meal of wedding of the following day evening, they should be content with a minimum. As much walnut-tree their grief under rain this is not gentlemen? The sky is dark, the clouds are indeed low.

Rain starts falling with a sustained intensity. It was indeed time, to close the windows of the cars, before it doesn't turn into itinerant swimming pools! The winter will be soon there. To judge the premices of it, it will be rigorous. Because Patrice, that is not yet chilly, hurry to come back inside the house. It is a few less than fifteen hours. The civil marriage is foreseen at sixteen o'clock. Nothing of as a good blaze, to warm the house. Immediately say, immediately makes! At least, during this time, Delphine will have the peace! Because the two accomplices don't miss one of it to come to tease it. Makeup by here& Wick of hair by there& To tower of role, they put the bride's nerves to rough test. As if it was not like that tense enough! While confiding them the care to light the home in the three chimneys, it grants some minutes of respite.

Finally, this first left from the wedding, took place without clutters. Outside of the rain, that had redoubled of intensity all the afternoon, the civil ceremony happened marvelously well. A marriage would not be a marriage without anecdotes! It is Laurent that for once, can brag about to detain the best! The meal finished, the bridegrooms and the near friends, had decided to bury the life of celibacy in nightspot. Very reasonable during the meal, Laurent let himself go to the invitations of his its friends. Punches& exotic Miscellanies& Brief, at six o'clock in the morning when they went back home, they didn't expect to fall nose to nose with the granny! The poor, worry all the same, waited bravely for the return of his " small ". Laurent was not intoxicated died far from there! Just a few tipsy, to return again more he cracking. Soaked until the bone, since it had fun to imitate Andréa Boccelli while leaving the car. His " half wife " as it said, didn't hold as for her, to play the role of Helen Ségara! Of as much less, that he/it was nearly six hours!

Always it is that the day J, while opening the eyes, Laurent doesn't come back from it! It doesn't dream. In spite of a hangover stern and an obvious sleep lack, it doesn't take a long time to achieve that The Almighty wanted to make amends. While opening the shutters, it makes a horrible grimace. Incredible but true! A magnificent sun, flood of its ardent rays the inside of the room. It is only at that moment, that it realizes that her dulcinée is already raised. Her that adores usually to lounge, is standing the first. What time is it? Oh my God! It is hardly nine hours! On the whole, they slept three hours. The day that announces itself will be undoubtedly for them longest of their life. So all takes place as foreseen, they won't lie down, to best, before tomorrow morning! What makes twenty-four hours rightly only to hold&

To judge Laurent's enthusiasm of it, that sudden recovers a sins of hell, the hours won't have any influence on the state of mind of the troops. All the more reason to abandon the mask of this horrible hangover. Euphoric, it gets ready to leave the room, but decides otherwise sudden. The mirror of the cabinet sends back him a picture a little bizarre. It takes himself twice of it, to contemplate its body. No possible doubt. It is naked like a worm! Again a few, and it entered in the lounge in holding of Adam! Poor grandmother. The day of the marriage! While imagining the effect that it would have produced, it cannot stop from exploding to laugh. It comes back however to the reason, threading the pajamas that dragged on the side of the bed. Then, after having taken a dress of room, it descends until the dining room.

The pasty mouth, but the light heart, it kisses his wife, before greeting the granny, tenderly. It is her that took care of all or nearly. In spite of his age, it didn't hesitate to browse some kilometers on foot, to negotiate such or such merchandise, article or other material for the wedding. Adorable grandmother who had made the vow to her daughter's death, to watch over the well-being of her small girl. So that Delphine doesn't lack anything, she came to live at home since one week. The household, the dish, the meals& Granny made everything to relieve the bride. The love of which surrounds it Laurent touches it to the highest point. It returns him without counting, no one can contest it. Valiant and alert, it doesn't miss an opportunity to confine Laurent. The mini cooked of this morning is immediately served on a tray, at the same time as the crescents and coffee. That very sensible, trigger the giggles! It is that it has the talent the granny! Imitating Laurent, shoes to the hand, asking her wife to not to make a noise, she is irresistible. Staggering as him, she goes and comes in the lounge, accentuating the comic effect while squinting. Delphine cries some to laugh. Laurent fails to swallow shortcoming. Visibly, the grandmother is in shape, it is the essential. It, to defuse Delphine, more and more tense, was necessary well. It is not again ten hours in this Saturday morning, that already, it has fear to miss of time! The hairdresser& The makeup& The dress& Laurent prefers not to intervene, savoring his small lunch.

Since the time is the part, the decoration of the cars can take place as foreseen. Outside, it will be better and especially, it won't risk to aggravate its wife's nervous state. Patrice is not going to linger. The two friends will be able to give themselves of it to heart joy to vie of ingenuity concerning decoration:

- One calms itself a little the girls& I am going to thread a track suit since my " tux " doesn't please you!&

Laurent, although it forbids himself of it, is as lightheaded. The proof, it was going to leave outside in pajamas! After the triumphal entry the zizi to air of in a little while, it would be time that it cooled off the ideas. With the cold weather it will be made outside, in don't doubt some not a long time. However, Delphine watches over her husband. Even though he moans a little, she absolutely values what he puts a thick sweater:

- Doesn't the sun make all my love& don't I want that you take cold& Make me pleasure you want?& is Going to put a thick sweater under your track suit&

Teaser, Laurent benefits from this to tickle her dulcinée to the passage. That that naturally, makes it to bound and to explode of rage, for the grandmother's biggest happiness. Patrice's arrival puts a term to that moves household. It doesn't take a long time to notice that the atmosphere is a little electric:

- Oh!& do I see that you are plugged on the emergency network?& Who it is who made fart leads?&

- Don't You go there you to put you also?& Go& Line with Laurent to prepare the cars&

While the two men lock themselves in the kitchen in, to drink a coffee, Delphine and the grandmother get back to the work. Last retouching to the wedding dress& Inventory of all accessories: gloves, shawl, hat, bouquet etc. All must be quite ready. The morning looks therefore enough loaded and tense. Not question that Laurent sees his wife in dress before she leaves the house, lend to leave to the church. It is thus, Laurent respects this tradition. It is necessary to say that with Patrice, they have a lot of work outside. The cars planned for the convoy happen to one after the other. The eyelets, the garlands in crepe, all is distributed to the drivers. As much the ambiance is stretched inside, as much in the court of the villa, it is the euphoria! For nothing on earth, Laurent doesn't accept the least helping hand to decorate the limousine that will drive the bridegrooms. An enormous heart on the hood, prepared with eyelets and roses& Decoration of the rims with the same flowers& With a taste and a marvelous love, it transforms the car by royal coach. It doesn't forget the Golf, that will be piloted during the ceremony by an associate, while Patrice, will have honor to act as driver to the bridegrooms.

Shortly before noon, back from the hairdresser, Delphine is resplendent. Her natural beauty, is heightened authoritatively by an extraordinary hairdressing. Made up, she shows a non hidden pleasure while savoring the compliments that are addressed him. The granny, who waited for it on the stairway, is dazzled on her turn. The bride stops one instant owing its husband. Laurent's look is revealing of the fascination that invades it. Tenderly, it approaches of his princess:

What question! Finely, he raises the light veil made of tulle, farm the eyes a short instant, before approaching her lips of those burning of Delphine. Far from all, they isolate themselves in their magic universe, on their steamy cloud. The long kiss that follows moves the present spectators. Patrice in head, each goes there of his mimic to sustain that exchanges tenderness. Too bad for the lipsticks! The granny will give herself a pleasure to touch up the makeup after eating lunch. Certainly, the lunch won't be of the most copious but all the same. It will be necessary to nibble some trifles, not to fall of starvation during the religious ceremony, well! The bridegrooms seem to take taste to this languishing exchange. It is necessary that Patrice appears once besides, to interrupt the kiss:

- You should make blunder p'tit brother!& With the cigarette, the apnées is advised against!& And if you now eat all, it won't remain anything anymore for tonight!&

Leaving the snug nest in which they had just coiled up, the bridegrooms put a term to their embrace. They exchange a long look filled of promises, followed of a smile just as loving. The duty calls them alas! To regret, Delphine takes leave of her spouse, and joins the arms wide open of her granny adored. Such a child, she snuggles up of it with a charming pleasure. Real mom hen, the grandmother watches over her small girl with an extraordinary love. For her, Delphine will always " be the small ". Fragile, slim, of weak appearance, the bride it is true could give an impression of fragility. He is not anything of it very sensible. Endowed with a resistance and a shy will, she is capable to knock some mountains down. With Laurent, they form a couple perfects.

They complete themselves marvellously. These five years of common life, allowed them to reinforce their love that today especially, go be officialized finally. The rumors, the gossips, didn't save them. Why don't they get married? Are they indeed as faithful as they pretend it? It is solely to pay for less taxes than they are together!& The kind of ludicrous and squalid ineptitudes, emanating gossips of the district. Devil! It is that in more, they have a house! How did they have it? Delphine's body is not there for something? On several occasions, Laurent had to show it the teeth. Impressing physically, as soon as it was going to find the vipers to threaten them, the silence imposed itself. Their husbands, courageous but not daring, didn't try to contradict their neighbor. It is for this reason, that in this day of feast, most neighbors are ousted.

Some hours later, the animation is before the house in full swing. In the court, in the streets around the villa, of the score of cars are glued the some to the other. Patrice confides to every person responsible of vehicles, the flowers and the indispensable decorations. Everybody waits with impatience, the bride's arrival. Laurent, very elegant him also, is already outside. Very solicited, it goes from one to the other of the guests with a growing emotion. As the minutes go by, his throat tightens itself. The crowd of the guests becomes more and more compact and loud. In the middle of the holdings of evenings, of perfumes all more discerning the some that the other, it has difficulty preserving the cold head. One would believe itself in a bazaar organized by an association caritative. The most eccentric toilets, coast those more simple and modest.

The appearance spreads in broad daylight, the pomp of its ridicule. Kisses on the hand by here& Bows by there& most snobbish these ladies give themselves of it to heart joy! To say that it is necessary to undergo them. Fortunately, the three quarters of these itinerant museums, won't be at the meal of marriages! While waiting, it is going to be necessary to push itself them until the aperitif!& The only one that appears to pull profit of this multicolored display, it is Patrice. Far from being content with his official rider, chosen by the couple, it lets himself carry away to the will of his impulses. Literally aspirate in this bedecked current, it goes from one to the other with ease and discretion. The merry-go-round to which it delivers itself, amuse Laurent. Each of its conquests, has right to the same register. Yet, it is not necessary that it has fun too much to this small game. The p'tit brother is there to remind it to him:

- Make attention nevertheless Patrice& For you it is a game but for some, your comedy be able to well bring them some disillusions!&

- Think you!& did I hardly leave them, that they don't remember me anymore!& No but saw you to what they resemble most?& Of the old things whitewashed to the painting to plug the thickest holes!& doesn't worry you brother& am not I going to fall under the artificial charm of these rust pots boxed!&

So long as there is not an ousted lover, that notices Patrice's merry-go-round! Fortunately, they thought about all with Delphine. There are at least two unmarried women for a man; free naturally! What will allow those that have a thick appetite, to eat to their hunger without digging up in the neighbor's plate! As there watching besides near, Laurent thinks that his brother-in-law appeared a little hard with regard to these ladies. Old girls certainly, but& most enter they are more that appetizing! It doesn't have the time to speculate more on the charm of his guests, that a violent thunder of applause the fate of its fantasies. Explode beauty, Delphine appears. To try to describe it, would be a wager. At the same time as superfluous. Beyond the simple appearance, the vibrations that she clears are distinctly more bearers of well-being. Of the top of the stairway, she savors as he must the demonstrations of pleasure of the guests. Small doll, very protected by the collars in fur and other shawl, the bride makes the admiration of all. It is so beautiful in its dress, that the rays of the sun themselves, have difficulty vying in burst and brightness.

Touched, to trust, happy, happy, the bridegroom approaches of her. The photographer of service, as much as the score of impatient amateurs, wait for the first kiss. Drowned in a look of an intensity ever equaled, the couple locks itself all over again behind the battlements of his ivory tower in. The ambient uproar dims, to the profit of an affectionate whisper of the melodies of the love. To some centimeters of its wife, it removes its gloves with a very theatrical gesture. Then, before exchanging the kiss for that everybody waits, it seizes Delphine's right hand, on which he puts down a soft kiss. This homage upsets the bride, but also the granny that already, let escape its first tears. That is that it is going to be in a little while at the church! Still is him that after this preamble, Laurent can hoist itself to the sides of the heroine of the day. Making last the pleasure, it lingers to raise the veil. It wants to savor especially as it agrees, the delights of the happiness burst escaping of Delphine's brilliant eyes. The howlings dim. The silence falls sudden on the villa. This time, Laurent enters in the last line right. Languidly, it eliminates the last obstacle between him and her charming wife. Then, under the hourras of the crowd, it kisses his divine dulcinée. There, it is the apotheosis. The grains of rice, the confettis, all joins itself on the bodies embraced of the bridegrooms that to tell the truth, are far from preoccupying themselves of it!

Discreetly, Patrice watches with attention, the reactions of the friends presumed of the couple. Physionomiste, it appreciates as it agrees to the expressions on the faces. To one or two exceptions near, all others express a jealousy one is not able to crying. The false friends, equal to themselves, endeavor of best that they are able to smile. The affected lips, the fleeing looks, are there to attest their hypocrisy. Youth, beauty, the happiness of the bridegrooms, is as many generating elements of jealousy. How much are these women, supposed friends, wondering this that Delphine has more than them? It is difficult, not to say impossible, to confine itself in their role of extras, to them. Going from one to the other, they try by all means to divert the legitimate admiration for Delphine, on their person. One dropping its handkerchief& The other asking for fire& they will Never, accept to feel forsaken, to the profit of anyone. There is not a marriage anymore that of butter in branch. In their life of every day, people kind doesn't admit the second roles. One sees them in all ceremonies say " worldly ", flirting with the highest characters. Endow with a real sixth sense, this girls pot of glue, cling worse that of the crab lice! Covered permanently of a thick layer of foundation, that manages to conceal the most obvious shortcomings, they compensate misses them total of education by bursts of voices and gestures. Patrice is therefore very happy to be able to analyze similar behaviors.

It doesn't hold more that of reason, to act as camera or camera! It made the tour of the guests " incontournables ", what will allow the couple to avoid them. At present, place to joy and the good mood. Delphine and Laurent, after their long kiss, go for a walk hand in hand among the guests. They have a good hour of advance again on the ceremony. The last details are treated, with the young people who have the load of it. Not question to forget whatever it is. While watching around him, Laurent has the dizziness of it:

- While counting quickly and pain about hundred about!& Reassure you old brother& did I ask the drivers to not to remain to stick on the horns!& do You imagine the noise if all cars start screaming at the same time?

- No& according to my plans, to the exit of the church, one should count between hundred twenty and hundred thirty cars!& don't Make this head!& I asked my the police's pals to get of cottons in the ears!&

Quickly, Laurent makes his accounts. With an average of two people by car, it will make about more of three hundred people to the aperitif! There is no doubt that some invited themselves by force. It is besides what Patrice is specifying to Laurent, while seeing it perplexed. It slips two words on the investigation that it has just led. Aware, Delphine on her turn shows her astonishment to see some women, completely foreign to the family,:

- No& Not of scandal& After all, we planned large for the aperitif!& on the other hand, it will be necessary to be heedful for the meal!&

- I foresaw everything!& I am going to distribute the cardboards of invitation now for tonight!& TO the entry of the restaurant, I arranged a service of order, loaded to filter the guests!&

Once besides, Patrice brings his precious contest. Nor Delphine nor Laurent, could not have imagined that people can encrust with as much aplomb! It is aberrant. Like what, the inconsiderate doesn't kill! The bridegrooms are not upset some too much, but one sees well that they are antagonized by this audacity. Of the corner of the eye, they observe the reactions of the people non guests at the meal. Patrice is not going without to shout the future privileged guest names, while assigning them the invitation. It insists heavily on the fact that without this precious pass, the access at the meal will be refused them. Like that at least, those that hoped to push the plug farther are some for their expenses! Patrice is of as much at ease in his gait, that only precisely, the guests at the meal are present to the villa. It risks neither to make jealous nor to irritate the touchiness of people that would feel ousted therefore. Only once again, the freeloaders will be frustrated. All the more reason to add some comic keys of which it has the secret:

- Reassure yourselves, there is some for everybody!& All of the less for the true guests!& So by chance it is of people without invitation, I ask them to be going to enroll to the popular soup!& Where there is not need to be invited to have the right to eat!&

Sarcastic and caustic, Patrice doesn't support this kind of inlay. One or two women, feeling unmasked, make themselves suddenly more discreet. An appointment can, they slip out without asking remains them. Only the last irreducible, persist of more beautiful. The stroke carried by Patrice is hard, but they need some more to lose the face. Honor, a long time ago that they sat down over! While waiting, by the official guests, the refractory for lack of their dignity, lose their charm! Patrice's reflection awakens the suspicion to the males in rut, firmly reminded to the order by their legitimate wives. The looks that they address to these creatures, happen of all commentaries! So long as there is not an incident, appears to wonder Laurent, somewhat worried all the same. The good mood however, must not fail. There, one can trust Patrice that, once again, appear imperial.

The hour turns. This time, it is time to regain the vehicles. Patrice, proud and happy, advances the limousine that was until there, hidden behind the villa. Decorated sumptuously, shining all its bursts, it makes the admiration of each. Spontaneously, the guests applaud. It is necessary to recognize that Patrice and Laurent have measure their time nor their love, to transform the car by authentic coach. The hardest, it is to succeed in making enter Delphine, without too to crumple its marvelous dress. To simplify work, the granny removes the long train, that four charming bambines held firmly. After some delicate manipulations, finally, the bride is installed comfortably. Very quickly, Laurent joins it and Patrice takes place behind the wheel. Immediately, all guests regain their cars.

Since nothing has been disregarded, considering the importance of the convoy, Patrice is in link radio with the "car broom". Piloted by one friends of the couple, this vehicle will have for mission to make slow down, to accelerate or frankly to stop the car of head. More than hundred cars indeed, represent a long ribbon on the pavement. Taking account of the crossroads, of slowing, all has been foreseen so that no guest gets lost. Close to a half kilometers between the head and the tail of the convoy, would be able to well effectively, to cause some misplacements not always nice. Of as much as most guests, come from the four corners of Europe and some, of Canada, of Belgium and even, for one Delphine's uncles, of California. After a mini concert of horns, reasonable moreover, the convoy starts slowly. All neighbors or nearly, greet the bridegrooms to the passage. All won't be tonight of the feast, but symbolically, they are anxious to show their pleasure.

Respecting the protocol of the ceremony, the bridegrooms wait that everybody is installed in the church. Then, solemnly, accompanied by a melody to the organ, they finally penetrate in God's house. Already, the first tears appear on the faces. The priest, Catholic Christian, welcomes the young spouses. The blessing can begin. In a silence one is not able to more moving, the homily starts. This time, for Delphine and Laurent, in presence of the Almighty, their love dons a dimension ever reach. Behind its veil, the bride doesn't keep her tears. The authenticity, the simplicity and the strength of the words that are distributed, already accentuate its emotion big.

Laurent, wanting to play the hard probably, tries not to imitate his charming wife. Alas, while turning the head to smile to the aid, than her its stupefaction is not? All guests or nearly, are wiping their tears! The women, the men and even the children, unite in an equal agitation, share with sincerity these sublime instants. Slowly, the bridegroom turns his face toward the vicar. To the passage, it fixes Delphine's angelic face intensely. In their look, they are exchanging their mutual consents. That that finally, allows Laurent of more to try to contain his happiness. Him also, let escape his tears, burning and sparkling. Touched and very sensitive to this emotional tide, emanating this communion of the hearts, it smiles tenderly.

Then the sacred instant arrives. After the exchanges of promises and wishes, the bridegrooms place the ring of gold to the finger of the conjoined. At the same instant, another melody comes to amplify its divine notes, the atmosphere yet already well filled of emotion. After what, with an infinite gentleness, Laurent raises the bride's veil. The exchanged kiss is pathetic. Without worrying about the protocol or other liabilities of ethics, the guests applaud heartily. The priest the first, comes to congratulate the new spouses, before inviting them to the traditional "chore" of the congratulationses. Is this really a task so laborious? To see happiness illuminating the faces of Delphine and Laurent, one sees well that no. Willingly, they submit to this obligated passage, minded of serenity.

By turns, the family, the friends, comes to congratulate the couple. What is not without causing a certain uproar, very nice. Then, to close the ceremony, it is to the tour of the signatures of the register. The bridegrooms first of all, then the witnesses and the direct family. Without forgetting those and those that forever, are anxious to show their attachment to the bridegrooms, while affixing their claws on the pages of the book. The poor Delphine is rather pain to her joy in her dress. She would like to hug her husband so, that she feels frustrated. It is only a question of time. It would like so that all is finished! Annoy, crackling, it illuminates the church of its beaming burst. The head snuggled up against Laurent's shoulder, it looks at it with a total admiration. It is so well against him, that it has difficulty accepting that the guests come to disrupt it in these privileged moments. Nevertheless, it submits willingly to the protocol. Of as much as the wishes that is addressed them, are indeed sincere.

Very quickly, the church empties itself. What allows the photographer to assure some clichés, that the previous hustle had prevented him to take. Submissively, the bridegrooms accept to pretend to sign the register, for the purpose of the album, therefore! Then, the orders their are given for the exit of the church. They must wait that all guests are outside. Assisted by Patrice, it asks each to not to clutter the stairway of the church, in order to allow him to immortalize these minutes in dawns quite exceptional. The couple is not at the end of its surprises! The stage fright, up to here forgotten, appears in the heart of Delphine and Laurent. This time, it is official, they are well husband and woman. The bridal music that sudden resounds in the church, give them the signal. Proudly, Laurent gives the arm to his dulcinée. The damsels of honor, wisely placed, stretch the long train.

Behind the bridegrooms, the granny, and the near parents fit together the step. Slowly, they approach of the immense arched door, open in big. Outside, the uproar increases in intensity. The sun, prevent to see whatever it is since the inside. No matter. More that some meters, and the bridegrooms will be submitted to the rituals of the grains of rices and confettis. On the other hand, while arriving on the stairway, Laurent is especially upset. In his quality of former voluntary fireman, he didn't expect to see a hedge of honor constituted by his former friends, in holding of ceremony. It is not all! After the bridal music, it is to the tour of the horns two tones of the fire contraptions to take over! There, the bridegroom let explode its emotion. For a surprise, this is one of it and of size! Useless to ask for who, could really organize all it; this is not Patrice?

All takes place marvellously. The magnificent time comes with the marriage. After the crowd before the church, this time it is the photographer that only, holds company to the bridegrooms. No far from the restaurant, the park acts as decor to the official photos. Respecting the professional's desires, the amateur photographers wait that the clichés of the album are done, before taking assault couples it. It is certainly very fine, but Delphine appreciates the shawl. A small cool wind sweeps the park indeed and in the shady parts, it is even necessary to cover it more. To the entry of the park, to kill the time better, the guests benefit from this to relax a little. The children especially, that it is necessary to free excesses of energy. For that to make, a part of soccer improvises itself. Men, women, children, everybody or nearly slap in the ball that Patrice had not forgotten to take. Still the word to laugh, to the look-out of the least detail to satisfy all one each, its presence is appreciated strongly. It doesn't forget however, to look after the good progress of the feast. Only, some hot drinks are served until the report is finished. To the exception it is true, of his colleagues firemen that alas, won't be able to join the festivities. For them, it foresaw some bottles of champagne. In order to avoid the temptations, or even the overflows, the soldiers of fire toast safe from the looks, in the van pumps ton. They deserved it well. It is necessary to say that their presence moved more of one of them! Brave samaritains, always ready to sacrifice their lives to save those of the other.

After a good hour in the park, the photos being finished, the moment came to form the convoy. Direction the aperitif, for everybody! Patrice gives his ultimate instructions to the last newcomers:

- Especially, don't panic if you are stuck to a red light& has in the convoy, all five cars, someone that perfectly knows the bar where we go& And not to take any risks, I would be in link radio with the last car& Then everybody lights its codes and puts its fires of distress in action!& If he pleases you, don't abuse some horns you will be friendly& On this& under way the troop!&

As it was necessary to wait for himself of it, the advices of level-headedness concerning sounds, have not been respected scrupulously. What comes back to say that during the whole course, the convoy didn't pass unobserved! In the immense room of the bar, the crowd is loud. The ambiance is to its apogee. The plugs of champagne escape of the bottles with characteristic noises. It's a good thing some people won't come to the dinner! Because after only one hour of watering, there are some that have the eyes and the nose really brilliant of it! In the middle of the scream of happiness, the children give themselves of it to heart joy. Running in all senses, the most often between the legs of parents, they cause of time to others some annoyances for holdings the more dressed. It is not going without provoking some movements of mood, blurred very fortunately quickly. Laurent appears anxious. The conversation that it holds with his brother-in-law is there to attest some. Would he be suffering? Not the less the world. He is merely simmering a surprise to its wife. Since everybody won't be invited tonight, he decides to offer to Delphine the first toward the poem that he is concocting. To make itself, Patrice doesn't prepare his pain so that the silence institutes itself:

- If he pleases you my friends& a little silence& You are going to have the privilege, honor and the advantage, to hear the first quatrain of a poem& Reassure yourselves, it is not I but& Laurent& That I ask you to applaud very strong!&

Delphine the first, disconcert home. She didn't expect such a surprise. Without making themselves pray, her husband takes the floor. After acknowledgments of use, it addresses to its wife a languishing look. Everybody knows it, it is bewilderedly mad in love with its wife. The subjects that it values sound against, can only honor the intensity of its feelings. Of praises in homages, it simply thanks it for filling it with happiness. The emotion reaches its paroxysm, since the instant or with the tight throat, it addresses to its defunct in-laws, the homage that is them. Delphine and Patrice the first very sensible, are upset. They are not naturally the only ones. Minded of a deep respect, the words resound in the heart of everybody. To close his speech, he finally decides to protest the first stanza of its poem, that it simply " called life in your sides ":

Under a thunder of applause, he abandons the center of the piece, to come to tighten Delphine against his heart. The poor is resigned! By dint of to let escape of the streams repeated of tears of happiness and emotion, it gives up redoing its makeup. After this new deluge of tears, it remains besides more hardly him of foundation, of mascara or another one eyeshadows. The all mixes itself harmoniously on its cheeks, describing multicolored furrows. The tone is given for the rest of the evening but also and especially, for this life that announces itself full of tenderness and romanticism. Alas, the shade of the violence darkens sudden the celebrates. Some sinister individuals, wanting to infiltrate in the crowd, begin to overheat the ears and the rest to the young people assigned to watch over the good progress of the aperitif. Patrice, heedful if he is some, hurry toward the refractory and try to appear persuasive:

- Go the friends, be friendly& do You well see that we celebrate a marriage?& are Going to drink a glass in the bar, that who am I offers it to you okay?&

- Clears idiot& No but you saw this puppet the buddies?& It is not a minus as you that are going to make us leave that are clear?& is One going to booze of champagne, to the virgin's health that entertains& Hey that one is going to make themselves her the pals?& Who knows who wants to jump the bride the first?&

There, it is a lot more that Patrice cannot support some. The stupid other doesn't have the time to pronounce another syllable. What about ten hooligans ignored, it is that Patrice and its friends belong all to the section of martial arts of the city. What means that in two times three movements, the hooligans are put out of state to harm. Fortunately, distant of the entry, Laurent didn't see anything of the stage. He would not have been the last to come to correct these funny! Nevertheless, for the guests who were close by, this violent altercation throws a cold weather. Certainly, they could appreciate the dexterity and the efficiency of Patrice and the other friends, but nevertheless& They dread the return in mass of other breakers, what forces least courageous to take leave. To waste an as beautiful feast by free aggressions, very little for them. The news distributes itself more quickly than light. One after the other, people gather toward the door of entry. So that in some seconds, Laurent is informed of what has just happened. Immediately, confident his protected to other friends, he hurries toward Patrice to be put current of the events. Patrice's physiognomy, white as the death, is hardly made to reassure it. When its p'tit brother is like that, it is capable to break a beef of a punch:

- Outside& am I afraid for the cars!& Come the boys, is one going to throw a eye outside& You Laurent, do you remain understood there?& are not You going to risk a bad stroke!&

Inutile to insist. Of risks to throw panic in the crowd as much as to stay late to the entry. Is to close the doors and to invite people to take the dance better. While joining its wife, Laurent shows an obvious irritation. Prematurely it is afraid well of it, the aperitif is going to stop. It cannot be angry at the people who take leave. These broken arm species, spread terror everywhere where they pass. Who could affirm that the bridegrooms are not exposed to reprisals? The cases already occurred. Manhandled in a first time, the crooks came back armed until the teeth. This thought makes shudder Delphine who is afraid more and more:

- I believe that you are right& even though it is not here, they are capable to follow us and to do the whorehouse at the restaurant!& is worth Better to warn that to heal!&

It is indeed more reasonable. Immediately, the team's member speeds along to the welcome of the bar and makes the necessary. In spite of the taken precautions, the psychosis gets settled. Panic is about to win the set of the guests. Reprisals& shot& The words resound in all minds as bursts of diamond right in the sun. It is necessary to wait for some short minutes, so that the atmosphere relaxes. The arrival of two cars of police fully secures the guests. That, not to waste the marriage, was necessary well. It is not certainly dramatic, but sufficient to tarnish a trifle the serenity of the feast. Very quickly, after the policemen reassured everybody by their presence, it is time to think about leaving. With a small hour of advance on the foreseen timetable, everybody meets in the cars, direction the restaurant.

Although nothing troublesome occurred, the smiles are not anymore the same. All faces are stretched. Each thinks about the dramas that often, punctuate some ceremonies. The minds are preoccupied so, that while arriving to a crossroads the car that followed the limousine, comes to strike it with a certain violence. Decidedly, the continuous thriller novel! The fight, then now the collision& That goes him to happen again? It is in any case the question that himself asks secretly Delphine. She doesn't want anything to say, of fear to panic her husband. Fortunately, the damages are not important. Some bursts of glass, nothing of very mean. No one is wounded, it is the essential; in spite of a small cut to the forehead for the passenger of the colliding car. Small fright nevertheless, that accentuates the perverse effect of the doubt in the mind of the bridegrooms. Is there a real significance to these two incidents? Is it necessary to expect something else again of more serious? Difficult to stop the mechanism that, in spite of the efforts of each, drag the thoughts insidiously in a current of negativity. The smiles dim, the faces tense themselves. The convoy takes the road in a silence of cathedral. A driver doesn't want to play the horn. If there was not the decoration on the cars, in many respects, passersby could have believed in a funeral. In some minutes hardly, the euphoria, the enthusiasm, as much as the brightness and the good mood, faded away to the profit of suspicion. This reaction, legitimize if it is some, is of as much more present, that the fear of reprisals of the hooligans is not to exclude. The sad examples in this domain don't miss. Is the meal of marriages going to sink irreparably in a total fiasco?

It was without counting on the mind of initiative of Patrice. Thanks to its profession and the privileged relations that it maintains with the policemen, everybody is relieved while arriving to the restaurant. Two cars of police are mailed to the entry of the parking lot. What allows all guests to recover, at the same time as the smile, the desire to make the feast. The cops will never, have benefitted from such a coast of popularity, within the guests! Of as much bigger that while coming down from the vehicles, each is able to see two masters dogs, walking their kind dogs in the alleys of the park! It was not necessary more for some to give back to the crowd its active and its desire to feast. Delphine is so touched, that while getting off the car she is going to make the kiss to police's agents:

- Do I thank you infinitely gentlemen& thanks to you, our marriage will a marvelous memory be& do I hope that you will be going to eat in turns?&

- It is very agreeable to you dear lady& My men are going to be touched of this delicate attention& Pass a beautiful evening&