But at that very moment, the organ swelled, everyone stood and the bride swept down the aisle. Mother said I froze like a pointer dog. I stood stock-still, with my eyes glued to the bride, as she floated by in a cloud of white tulle. I remember its being the most thrilling pageantry I had witnessed in my three years on earth. I was breathless. Afterward, it was all I could talk about for days. In celebration of it all, I made up a game called Bright and Goon, my three-year-old way of saying “Bride and Groom.”
