Brown dusty clouds rolled in the dry sandy roads.there was so much sweat in between my toes that i wondered why i had even bothered to wear the sandals that i wore..If sahara was a great desert, the dunes of grand canyons schocked me high and dry..besides the scorching heat, the questioning eyes from the 16 wheelers and happy campers in the verizon, i had a knotted heart as a companion.... defiant as i was, i was resolute to marry the person of my dreams...from princes to paupers, castles to alleys, i had mused myself to test my heart..more that my soul...it wasn't gold, not so much into baking cookies either, nor the search of beauty, nor ambition..but for the quest of pure love...the love that i had finally found... and he had waited...seven lives for sure ..ran away from the humdrum life..with his best buddies who were my best buddies by now..my siblings and my mother whos eyes filled with joy...i was the prettiest bride of all..my honey dew bosoms fiitted perefectly agains the off white satin..my perfect hands were carried in a delicate pair of gloves..the symmetrical features complimented the assymtrical line of the 24 yards long gown and veil... the bells rang... cue from the preist to summon the bride..as i walked out the door into the aisle..even the photographers paused to take a breath..and he was there all shiny in his knightingly glory..we stood holding hands ...and then someone from the crowd broke the silence, hey babes have you found your heaven now?.. In a sec.my whole life came before my eyes...the sorrow the sins, the laughter akin..do i desereve this?..i spoke my mind aloud..and Ron groped me as he knew i'm gonna flee..all the people started laughing..my sis ..my bro..the priest and he started chanting and you arenow..ron pulled my finger that i had tucked away neatly behind the bouqet..i cudn't take it..as he lloked away to summon the ring bearer...i grabbed my trail and whisked out and into the car... the quest for the perfect life ended there..well perfection was boring...and i hit the gas..my gown turned brown now..i sweatedly profusely..ended in a diner....no wasn't about to enact Thelma and Louise down the Canyons but thoughts did cross my mind...i had more stories to write about in life.....until the train execution..which i had dreamt as a perfect ending....................