What I do remember for certain is that Mel was giving her toast, thanking her parents for raising her well and supporting her through this beautiful day, when my hiccup reverberated off the marble floors in a moment of emotional silence.
It bounced to the top of the vaulted rotunda and boomeranged around the hall. When the hiccup returned to me, I buried my face in a napkin and kept my mouth closed for the remainder of the evening.
Congrats, Mel and Nick. When you get the wedding video back, just keep in mind that at least I didn't fart during the ceremony like a certain flower girl. I'm just saying.
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