Til death do us part
Joyce watched Adam and his father playing horseshoes with Jerry and the Reverend , under the gold-washed trees.Adam's parents had insisted on having the rehearsal dinner at their house, and there were cubed cheeses, baby quiches , and shrimp cocktail laid out on picnic tables on their wooden patio.
Adam hadn't swept Joyce off her feet or made her forget herself. She would not describe herself as "crazy,wacko in love." She loved him -not madly, not crazily, but sanely and contentedly. It didn't matter that certain young men made her feel woozy, like Cousin Charlie had, or that she sometimes fell in love in elevators. That, she decided, was a sickness similar to the flu. It passed soon enough, and then you recovered and went on with things. It was what got people like Kathy and her mother into trouble.