It was like waking up to a nightmare. A horrible, awful nightmare. While Duey and Prue did not eat any of the drugged Jordan Almonds, many of the guests had taken them home, and some snacked on them while at the wedding. This included the flower girl, Prues seven year old niece. She only ate one, and spat it out because she didn’t realize it had almonds, and she hates almonds, but she still tasted it.

Sue had called the police as soon as Coco had departed the balcony. She ran up to Duey and Prue, and told them exactly what she heard from Coco. By the time the police arrived Coco had slipped up to her hotel room, and hotel management had to let them in. Sue closed her eyes envisioning the look of shock and disappointment in Duey and Prue’s faces. Their perfect wedding, ruined by Coco’s selfishness. They didn’t even get their last dance. After Coco was led out of the hotel in handcuffs, and the police received contact information for everyone at the wedding to try to recover spiked almonds, Sue and Justin leapt into crisis saving mode.

“Justin, we have to do something to salvage the night, or this will be all that anyone remembers from Duey and Prue’s wedding!”

“I completely understand, but what on earth could we possibly do to save this?” Justin inquired wryly.

“Well, let’s give them their last dance! I know what song they had chosen, do you have a portable speaker with you?”

“Yes, but...”

“Well go get it! Meet me at my room in fifteen minutes, grab the cider donuts that were meant for the guests, track down Duey and Prue, and tell them I’ll be with them in a moment!”

Sue flew around, gathering the guests that hadn’t left or were staying in the hotel for the night. She was going to make this perfect for Duey, and Prue! She had everyone go to her room, and met Justin at the door fifteen minutes later.

“Do you have the speaker?” Sue asked.

“Yes, but...”

“Do you have your phone?”

“Yes, but...”

“Did you grab the cider donuts?”

“Yes, but...”

“Great! Give them here, and go get Duey and Prue.” Sue exclaimed excitedly.

“Do we need a secret knock or something?” Justin joked, half serious.

“Ohhh, maybe, knock four times once you get back with them, then I’ll get the music going.”

With that, she shut the door to prepare. A couple minutes later Justin knocked dutifully on the door with Duey and Prue in tow.

Frank Sinatra’s Fly Me To The Moon was blaring out of the speaker, and Prue announced it was time for the couple’s last dance. Everyone watched, and cheered, and Duey and Prue shared this magical moment.

A few days later the paper announced Coco’s arrest. She was charged with Aggravated Criminal Sale of Cannabis, a Class C Felony, Criminal Possession of Cannabis in the first degree, a Class D Felony, and Endangering the Welfare of a Child, a Class A Misdemeanor. Duey shook his head in disappointment as he read the press release. Prue looked on in silent commiseration.

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