I was asked to read a few Bible verses at my cousin’s wedding. When the time for the reading came around, I went to the front and stood and waited for my cue from the pastor–only I didn’t get it. He just kept going, and all the while I’m standing up there with the bride and groom like I’m next in line to get hitched. I think my Uncle Will signaled him or something because he finally stopped so I could do my part. They were laughing about it when I returned to the back. Someone joked that it looked like I was staying up there to catch the groom in case he tried to run off.