On The Morning of His Wedding

My brother got married today. This morning I went over to his house to check in with him and found him sitting in his large work garage - which was a hay barn for a hundred years or so before he bought the property.

"Whatcha doing?" I asked.

"Thinking," he said.

I nodded. Offered him a smoke. We sat together for a while ... thinking.

"Well," he said.

"Well," I replied.

"I guess it's time."

"I guess so."

And we sat a few more minutes before we left.