Substituting the bride
The drive to the church was a tense one that seemed much longer than usual because of the reason Carol and her parents were headed there. Carol sat stiffly in the backseat with her mother, while her father sat in the front seat beside their remaining driver. They had had to send the other two drivers away more than four months back. It was now everything made sense to Carol. Her parents were in serious debt. Looking at them, however, especially her mother, one would never guess. She was always clad in the latest, most expensive, and most fashionable clothes there were. Carol guessed that every single dime that they managed to get went to supporting her mother’s ridiculously expensive sense of fashion. How dumb and stupid. She was not surprised, though because her mother had always had her father by the balls and it was only whatever she wanted that they did.