And the Words: “Nobody can be held responsible for the pranks of destiny.”
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There were a few of us in the wedding party and we decided to make the most of our time together before we all went our separate ways.
It seemed apt to take them to the quiet spot where Alice and I had met, on a walking tour. This was where it had started.
The gorge, normally dry had been transformed by the recent rains into a watering hole.
Alice enjoyed swimming and I knew she could not resist the sight of that cool water on that gloriously hot day.
It was two days after our wedding and already I had begun to think it wasn’t worth it. Sure, she was an heiress and was simply rolling in money, but she was one of those clingy types.
My cousin, his wife, my friends John and Laura and Alice’s Uncle George made up the rest of the gathering. We all looked on as Alice waded into the inviting waters.
There is no honour amongst thieves, so the old adage goes, and I have the distinction of being one of the best. Up to that point, I’d only indulged in the odd bit of bribery and blackmail, but if this paid off, I’d get my hands on a goldmine. My Allegiance was to myself alone.
I remember we were tucking into some cooked chicken when Alice started screaming, needless to say, we were too late.
Nobody can be held responsible for the pranks of destiny, at least that’s what the Judge said.
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