You Don't Need Superpowers

"Wait, Bria. Home?" I asked, confused.

"Well, I'm sorta homesick, and I thought Bill would like to see Ishpeming."

"Bria! We could have the wedding in Ishpeming! At my church! Oh, Bria, I'd love to get married in the same church I was confirmed in. And, oh it would be just wonderful!"

"Wait, hun, what are you talking about?" Gustav asked me. "Going somewhere?"

"Baby, is it possible for me to go back home after the tour? And take you with me? Cause I was thinking that we could get married at my church."

"I'll do whatever you want to do, babe." He smiled kissing me.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" I hugged him tight.

"I'll get the tickets while you're gone. What day is the tour over?"

"December 15."

"That's my birthday! You'll be back for my birthday!"

"Aww, then I'll come back just for you, eh?"

"Yeah, haha."

"I love you."

"I love you to, Gustav Klaus Wolfgang Schafer."

"I love you even more, Saige Marie Matson."

"I also love crackers. Just not as much as you." I smiled, letting my fingers linger at his neck, tickling it lightly.

"Gustav! Bus is here! Let's go!" BIll yelled.

"Gotta go. Bye."

"NOW!" TOm yelled, impatient.

"Bye," I said. This time, I didn't feel the tears. But I knew the first person I was inviting to my wedding.

"Saige, let's make the guest list for your side, kay?" Bria asked.

"Okay!"

"So, First." Bria said, opening Word on her laptop.

Guest List


Bria Johnson.
Ann Alanen.
Charlotte Chadwick.
Diane McNease.
Logan Lawry.
Harry Horton.
Heather Johnson.
Max Alexander.
Paige Larson.
Kyle Selmser.
Miranda Conroy.
Holli Meyers.
Kari Lyle.
Marc Sorrell

"That's it?"

"So far."

"Bria, come here!" Ann called.

"What?"

"Put you hand right here." She pointed to her swollen stomach. Bria shook her head and stood back, but I reached out and felt.

"That's amazing!" I screeched, exited.

"Yeah, I know."