Timing Is Everything
My aunt was about to get married and asked my cousin and me to be ring-bearers. Each one of us had a ring on a pillow. I have no memory of this event, but there’s video footage of it. It shows both of us, my cousin and I, strolling down the aisle, each holding a ring on a pillow.
Then suddenly, we stopped. We exchanged glances. The worst happened. I glanced at my pillow, then at him, and out of the blue, I whacked him on the head with my pillow. He quickly sprang up and retaliated. It turned into an impromptu pillow fight, smack dab in the middle of a church on my aunt’s wedding day.