The photographer's eyes and the bride's met once again - four of his, both of hers.
"Oh, why now?" thought the Bride, "Why, of all times, am I feeling this NOW?"
"Such sadness," he thought, "Such longing." And then, "Shit, I'm telepathic!"
"What?" thought the Groom, "Ow, these chafe."
Illustrated by Darrell K. Sweet