Phone in the Wedding

As the bridge and groom paused partway down the aisle, the uploads began.

   Walking down the center aisle of the Church of God, the groom slowed his pace. In front of him, a reef of cell phones waved like sea fans in an ocean current. While he knew she was tired, he could see that his new bride was keeping her smile on.

   As if upheld in prayer, the phone cameras rose even higher. They glowed aloft. Lowered, they were scrutinized by their subduers who were the guests at this island wedding, keen to preserve the immortality of the new couple. 

   The couple halted. While the priest found his pen for them to sign their vows, a young father wrestled playfully with his twenty-one-month-old daughter on the side aisle, attempting to have her touch down to earth for a picture, as stained glass colors danced by her on the floor by her shoes. A stunningly beautiful woman with yellow eye-liner and purple-tinted braids charged her iPhone from an outlet next to a pile of Bibles stacked on the floor.
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     The newlyweds exited the Church of God. They strode in to the luminous sunlight. A benediction of cell phones followed. Car doors opened. Engines started. Everyone got ready for their drive to the reception. Social media tags were quickly added. 

     Not a single phone rang during the holy ceremony.

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