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Theodosia's P⃟O⃟V⃟
    "You may now kiss the bride"
    As Philip kissed me, he picked me up, bridal style of course, and started to carry me to the Hamilton's backyard.
    When I broke away I smiled and said "your jackets a bit small, isn't it"
    He blushed a little "ya... It's my dad's and he forgot to get it tailored"
    I giggled "it looks great on you"
    He smiled and kissed my cheek "thank you Mrs. Hamilton"
    I just smiles even more.
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    I couldn't believe it. Theodosia was all mine, forever. She looked beautiful in her gown.
    The party was over and every had left. I was helping clean up our yard my mother walked up to me and said "Theodosia looks a bit tired. Maybe you and your bride should head up to bed"
    I looked over at Theo and saw she was already in a nightgown and looked very tired as she sat on the sofa. "ya I will"
    I walked quietly past her and changed into comfortable sleepwear then walked back downstairs.
    As I got to the sofa o kisses the top of Theo's head "is my wife ready to sleep?"
    She looked up and smiled "yes"
    Theo stood up and walked by my side up the stairs to the guest bedroom.

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