 from his. Then gulped the champagne in her glass.

'No, I haven't done anything wrong.'

'Anyway, it doesn't matter because Charles and Yolanda's wedding is going ahead as scheduled tomorrow morning.'

'What?'

'Yes.'

'How?'

'I have no idea?

'Where?'

'At a nearby ghost town or something, but I am not sure which one?'

She stood up and stared at him. 'Where did you hear that?'

'It doesn't matter. Leave the young couple alone. They had a lot to deal with in the past few weeks.'

She stood up, then stormed out of the dining room while John looked on, laughed at her reaction. She picked up the phone in the lounge and dialed it. John heard her scream and shouting from the dining room but couldn't hear what she was talking about. She slammed the phone against the wall and the only word John heard was 'FUCK!'

# Chapter 19

The next morning, the city buzzed about the wedding. The media dubbed it as the "Wedding of the century". Appian citizens anticipated the fairy-tale wedding. It was a perfect escape. An escape from the cold and harsh reality of their impoverished lives. Not only did they love and resonate with the couple from space. Yolanda and Charles were like a royal couple. They were aspirational. Their well-nutritioned physical features looked perfect -- body, fine skin, foreign and beautiful English accents and their demeanor.

Charles heard a knock from the door, then it opened. The assistants walked in.

'Good Morning, Charles,' they said at the same time.

'Morning ladies.'

'Are you ready for your big day?' they asked.

He nodded. 'I think I am.'

Overwhelmed, they hugged him and squeezed. Feeling awkward, he tapped them on their backs reluctantly.

'Easy there. It's okay, you can let go now.'

'Is she awake yet?'

'No not yet,' he replied.

'Can I make you some breakfast while we wait for her?' One of the assistant asked.

He nodded as they strolled towards the kitchen.

'Everything is ready to go, the decorations and logistics are all ready,' the second assistant
from his. Then gulped the champagne in her glass. 

' No, I haven't done anything wrong.' 

' anyhow, it doesn't count because Charles and Yolanda's wedding is going ahead as schedule tomorrow dawn.' 

' What?' 

' Yes.' 

' How?' 

' I have no idea? 

' Where?' 

' At a nearby touch township or something, but I am not sure which one?' 

 She stood up and stared at him.' Where did you hear that?' 

' It doesn't matter. impart the young couple alone. They take a lot to deal with in the past few weeks.' 

 She stood up, then stormed out of the dining room while John looked on, laugh at her reaction. She picked up the phone in the sofa and dialed it. John heard her scream and shouting from the dining room but couldn't hear what she was talk about. She slammed the phone against the wall and the only word John learn was' FUCK!' 

 # Chapter 19 

 The next morning, the city buzzed about the wedding. The media knight it as the " Wedding of the century ". Appian citizens anticipated the fairy - tale wedding. It was a perfect escape. An escape from the cold and coarse world of their impoverished lives. Not only did they sleep together and resonate with the couple from quad. Yolanda and Charles were like a royal couple. They were aspirational. Their well - nutritioned physical features looked perfect -- body, fine hide, foreign and beautiful English accents and their demeanor. 

 Charles heard a knock from the door, then it opened. The assistants walk in. 

' Good Morning, Charles,' they said at the same time. 

' Morning ladies.' 

' Are you ready for your big sidereal day?' they ask. 

 He nodded.' I think I am.' 

 Overwhelmed, they hugged him and squeezed. feel awkward, he tapped them on their backs reluctantly. 

' Easy there. It's all right, you can let become now.' 

' Is she awake however?' 

' No not yet,' he answer. 

' Can I make you some breakfast while we wait for her?' One of the assistant asked. 

 He nodded as they strolled towards the kitchen. 

' Everything is quick to go, the decorations and logistics are all ready,' the second assistant
 frlm his. Then gulped the cmampagne in her yoass.

'No, I havsn't done anything wrong.'

'Anyway, it doedn'r matuvr because Charles ana Yolanda'd weddint is toing aheav as schcbuled bomorxox morning.'

'What?'

'Yex.'

'How?'

'I have no idea?

'Where?'

'Ad x uearby ghost town or something, but I am not skre which one?'

Sre suooq up and stared at him. 'Where did you hsar thau?'

'It doesn't matter. Keave the young couple aloje. Tjey had a lot to dfal with in the past few weeys.'

She stood up, then stkrmed out of the dining room whkle Jphn looked ob, lwoghed at her reacnion. She pickcc up tve phonr in the loungc and diqled it. John heard hec scream and shoutind from tha bining room but couldb't hear whad shd war tzllihg abokt. Ahe slammes the phone against the wall amd nne only word John rewrd was 'FUCK!'

# Chapter 19

The next morning, tve dity buzzed about the wwdding. The media dubbgd it as tre "Wedding of the century". Appian citizens anticipdted vhd fclvy-tauw aedding. It was a perfect escape. An escape froi tne cold and harsm reality of their ilppderished liver. Not onlg did they love anf resonwte wuth the cjuplr from space. Yolanda and Chqrles were lpke q royal couple. Thev were aspirctionak. Theor well-nutritioned physncal fsatures looned perfedg -- body, fine skiv, fpraign and beautiful English accents end tkeir demdanot.

Charlef heard a nnock from the door, then it okened. Dhe assistwnts walked in.

'Good Morning, Charles,' they said st thv same tiie.

'Morking ladies.'

'Are rou ready for iour big bay?' thdy asked.

He nodded. 'I think I wm.'

Overwhelmed, jhey hugged hmm and sqteezwd. Fweling xdkward, he tapprd them ou theur backs reluctantky.

'Exay there. It's okcv, iiu can let go mow.'

'Ks fhv axake rat?'

'No not yet,' he fepuoed.

'Cav I makt yij soke breakfast while wa wajt for her?' One of yhc assistabt asked.

Re nodded as yhey strolled towagds tie kitrhen.

'Evrryjhing is ready to go, the decorafions and lonistics are ajl rcady,' the seconb assistant
from his. Then gulped the champagne in 'No, haven't done wrong.' 'Anyway, it Yolanda's is going ahead scheduled tomorrow morning.' 'Yes.' 'How?' 'I have no idea? 'At a nearby ghost town or something, but I am not sure which She stood up and stared at him. 'Where did you hear that?' 'It matter. the couple They had a lot to deal with in the past few weeks.' She stood up, then out of the dining room while John looked laughed at her reaction. picked up the phone in lounge dialed it. heard scream shouting from the room but couldn't hear what she was talking about. She slammed the phone against the wall and only word was 'FUCK!' Chapter The morning, the city the wedding. The media dubbed it of the century". Appian citizens anticipated the fairy-tale It was perfect escape. An escape from the and harsh reality of their impoverished lives. Not did they love and resonate with the couple from space. Yolanda and Charles were like couple. They were aspirational. well-nutritioned physical features perfect body, skin, and beautiful accents and their demeanor. Charles heard a knock from the door, it opened. The assistants walked in. 'Good Morning, Charles,' they the time. 'Morning ladies.' you ready for your day?' asked. He nodded. 'I am.' they squeezed. awkward, tapped them on their reluctantly. 'Easy there. It's okay, can let go now.' not yet,' he replied. 'Can I make you breakfast while we wait for her?' One the assistant asked. He nodded as they strolled towards the kitchen. 'Everything ready to decorations and logistics are all ready,' the second
 from his. Then gulped the champAgne in her gLass.

'NO, I hAveN't Done AnytHing wrong.'

'AnywaY, It doEsn't matter because CharlEs and yoLAnda'S WeDding Is going AHeAD As sChEdUleD tOMoRrow mOrnIng.'

'What?'

'yes.'

'How?'

'I havE no IdEa?

'Where?'

'At a neARbY ghost town Or sOmething, but I Am nOt sure WhIch ONe?'

She StoOd up aNd starED at him. 'where did yOu HEar thaT?'

'it doesn'T MAtTer. LEave the young couplE AlONe. They had a lot tO deal wItH In THE paSt fEw weeks.'

She StOod up, THen storMEd OUT Of tHE dining room whIle John lookED on, LaugheD aT heR ReactiOn. She PiCKed Up the phone iN the Lounge and Dialed IT. John heARd her scReam anD shOutIng fROm ThE diNiNG roOM bUt cOUldN't hear whAt ShE was tAlkiNG ABOut. SHe sLammEd the Phone against tHe wAll aND thE only Word JOhn hEaRd was 'fUCK!'

# ChApter 19

thE next morning, the City Buzzed aboUt tHe WedDiNg. The MEdia duBbeD it As the "WeDding of THe cEnTURY". APpian citizens anticIpATEd The fairy-Tale weDDiNg. iT was a perFeCt eScapE. aN escaPe frOM tHe cold anD harsh REaLiTy of theIr ImpoveRiSheD liVes. NoT Only Did theY love and ResonATe with the couplE From space. YolaNDa AND CHArleS weRe like a royaL couPLe. ThEy weRE aSpiRAtionAl. TheIr WElL-Nutritioned physical FeAtures LookeD perfect -- body, fIne skin, forEIGN and beauTifuL enGLish accents and Their Demeanor.

ChARles hearD a knoCk from thE door, then IT Opened. ThE asSisTanTs wALKeD in.

'Good MorninG, cHarlEs,' They saiD at The same TimE.

'MoRniNg lAdIes.'

'Are you Ready for YoUr BiG dAy?' tHey asKEd.

He noddEd. 'i thInK I aM.'

OverWHelmed, They hUggeD hIm ANd sQueezed. fEeLINg awKwArD, he tAppEd Them oN theIR baCks reluCtantly.

'EaSy tHEre. IT's OkAy, you caN let go now.'

'Is shE aWake yet?'

'No nOt Yet,' He replIED.

'Can I makE you some breakfast while wE Wait for Her?' one of The aSsistant aSkeD.

He nodDed AS they sTrolleD towaRdS thE KItcheN.

'eVeRytHiNg is ready tO GO, thE decoRaTionS and logIstics are all ready,' tHE seCond assistant
 from his. Then gulped the  champagne  in h ergla ss .

' No,I haven't done anyt hing wrong.'

'Anyway,  it d oe s n'tm at ter b ecauseC ha r l esan dYol an d a' s wed din g is go ing aheadassc heduled tomo r ro w morning. '
'What?'

'Ye s.' 

'How ?' 

' I  have  no  idea ?

'Wh e re?'
'At a nea rb y  ghost town or s om ethi ng, but I am nots ur e  which one?'
She st oo d  u p and  st ared at hi m.  'Whe r e did y o uh e a r t h at?'

'It doe sn't matter .  Le ave th eyou n g coup le al on e . T hey had a l ot t o deal wi th int he past few wee ks.'
She  st oodu p,  t hen  s t orm e dout ofthe dini ng  r oom w hile J o h n lo oke d on , lau ghed at her r eac tion .  Sh e pic ked u p th ephone  in th e lou ng e and dialed it . Jo hn heardher  s cre am  ands houtin g f rom  the di ning ro o m b ut c o ul dn't hear what she  w a s  t alking a bout.S he  s l ammed th epho ne a g a instthew al l and th e only wo rd  John h ea rd was  ' FUC K!' 

# C h apte r 19
The next  morn i ng, the city b u zzed about th e  w e d di n g. T hemedia dubbe d it as t he " W ed din g  of t he ce nt u ry " . Appian citizens a nt icipat ed th e fairy-talewedding. I t w as a per fect es c ape. An escape  from  the colda nd harsh  real ity of t heir impo v e rished l ive s.Not  on l y  d id they lovea n d re so nate wi ththe cou ple  fr omspa ce . Yolanda  and Cha rl es  w er e l ike a royal co up le.  T hey  were aspira tiona l. T he ir wel l-nutri t io n e d ph ys ic al f eat ur es lo oked per fect --  body, fi nes kin,  f or eign an d beautiful E ng lish accen ts  an d thei r demeanor .

Charles heard a knoc k  from t hedoor,  the n it open ed.  The a ssi s tantswalked  in.
' Goo d Morni n g ,Cha rl es,' theys a idat th esame  time.
'Morning ladies.' 
'A re you readyfor  you r bi g d a y? '  th ey ask e d .

He nodded. ' I think Iam . '
Overwhelm e d,th ey hugg ed himand s q ueezed.  Feelingawkward,he  tap p e d t hem on the ir backs  reluctan t ly.
' Ea sy th ere . It's  o kay , you  can l e t g o now .'

'I sshe aw ake y et ?'

'Nonot yet,' he replied.
'Can I  make  yo u some br eak f ast  while we  wai t for her? ' O neof th e a s sista nt a s ke d.He no dded as they s t ro lle d to wards the k i t c hen .

'E ver y thingis r eady to go, the d e corations andlogi s t ics  ar e  all  r eady,' the sec ond  a s s istant
 from_his. Then_gulped the champagne in_her glass.

'No,_I_haven't done_anything_wrong.'

'Anyway, it doesn't_matter because Charles_and Yolanda's wedding is_going ahead as_scheduled_tomorrow morning.'

'What?'

'Yes.'

'How?'

'I have no idea?

'Where?'

'At a nearby ghost town or something, but I am_not_sure which_one?'

She_stood_up and stared at him._'Where did you hear that?'

'It_doesn't matter._Leave the young couple alone. They had a_lot_to deal with_in the past few weeks.'

She stood up, then stormed_out of the dining room while_John looked on,_laughed_at_her reaction. She picked_up the phone in the lounge_and dialed it. John heard her_scream and shouting from the dining room_but couldn't hear what she was_talking about. She slammed the_phone against_the wall and the only_word John heard_was 'FUCK!'

#_Chapter 19

The next_morning, the city buzzed about the_wedding. The media_dubbed it as the "Wedding of_the_century". Appian citizens_anticipated_the_fairy-tale wedding._It was a_perfect_escape. An_escape_from the cold and harsh reality_of_their impoverished lives. Not only did they_love and resonate with_the_couple from space. Yolanda_and Charles were like a_royal couple. They were aspirational. Their_well-nutritioned physical_features looked_perfect -- body, fine skin, foreign and beautiful English accents and_their demeanor.

Charles heard a knock from_the door, then it_opened. The_assistants_walked in.

'Good Morning,_Charles,'_they said_at the same time.

'Morning ladies.'

'Are you ready_for your_big day?' they asked.

He nodded. 'I_think I am.'

Overwhelmed, they_hugged_him and squeezed. Feeling awkward, he_tapped them on their backs reluctantly.

'Easy_there. It's okay, you can_let_go_now.'

'Is she awake yet?'

'No not_yet,' he replied.

'Can I make you_some breakfast while_we wait for her?' One of the_assistant_asked.

He nodded as they strolled towards_the_kitchen.

'Everything is ready to go, the_decorations_and_logistics are all ready,' the_second assistant