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The Wedding--Sort Of
Daniel couldn't believe this was really happening. He stood in front of a full-length mirror, dressed in a tuxedo. He didn't realize people wore those things anymore.
"We don't have time to have it tailored," Mr. Garrett said, walking around Daniel as if he were an exhibit. "But for not being custom fit, that tux fits you quite nicely. How does it feel?"
"Like I'm glad I'm only getting married once," Daniel said, smiling.
Mr. Garrett shook his head, apparently not appreciating Daniel's attempt at humor. "If you aren't comfortable, you are going to remember your wedding day by how many times you wished you could rip your tie off and by the number of blisters on your feet. And from the way you were looking at my daughter
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