The wedding loomed closer and all Tay could do was think of storm clouds. “This is a big mistake,” he said to his best man, Floyd.
“What are you talking about, Tay?” Floyd asked. “Are you getting cold feet?”
“I don’t know what I was thinking,” Tay said. “Who said love is better the second time around, anyway? What do they know?”
“Listen, Bud,” Floyd said. “You and Darlene were great together and then you fucked it up by having that affair with one of your students. You’re lucky that she’s even giving you a second chance.”
“We weren’t so great together,” Tay said. “Our relationship was very tumultuous at times. We fought like cats and dogs. Why do you think I felt the need to have an affair? I just needed to have some uncomplicated sex with no baggage.”
“But you’ve grown as a person since those days,” Floyd said, “and so has Darlene. You were both so young when you got married. But now you have a chance to put it all back together with the love of your life. You two were meant to be.”
“Yeah, you’re right Floyd,” Tay admitted. “It’s just going to be hard to break it to Samantha.”
“Who’s Samantha?” Floyd asked.
“Samantha,” Tay said. “was the student I had that affair with.”
“What does she have to do with it?” Floyd asked. “You’re not still seeing her, are you? That affair was years ago.”
“True,” Tay said, “but she and I had a kid together. I’m her baby daddy. I can’t abandon her and our son.”
“Storm clouds, indeed,” Floyd said, shaking his head in disbelief.
Written for today’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday prompt.