It's true, I am.
“Isn’t it the perfect time for a wedding night?” Bill asked raising an eyebrow.

Tom threw a quick glance over his shoulder out the window.

“Not according to the oracle...” he referred to the new moon.

Bill pushed away from the bathroom door and went up to him. His slim, lanky body fit perfectly into Tom’s arms.

“It’s time for a new oracle, then,” Bill said putting his arms around Tom’s neck, “because, like it or not, my marriage begins today.”

And suddenly Tom knew all the answers to all the questions.

THE END


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