We attended Norma's niece's wedding this weekend. This afternoon, the preacher handed them the duplicate of the license that the county had given him. With it was a receipt for the fee, and another little slip of paper entitled, "Now you have your marriage licence ... what to do next."
It was generally agreed in the group that if the couple didn't know what to do next, it was time for somebody to have a long talk with them.
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