Carson pulled at his necktie as the air became heavy with organ music and she approached clouded in white. Sweat ran into his eyes.

Carson wanted the marriage. So did Chloe. But they were two souls caught in a different sort of indicision. Neither was clear about their gender identity.

Carson had a hunch he should identify as a woman, Chloe the opposite. What was she (Carson) doing here, standing in a tux? Why was Chloe trussed up in that wedding dress? And yet.. and yet…

Neither was quite sure, either, which gender they were physically attracted to. Both? Neither? Confusion.

They flipped a coin on the suit/dress conundrum. They used their birth names for the ceremony. They could handle the wedding, but the honeymoon was looming!

for First Line Friday

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