The two mothers’ mouths gaped open when the judge granted permission for the “children” to marry. The teen girl was elated. The teen boy was scared to death. Everyone had relied on the judge to do the right thing. They didn’t want to make the hard decisions. They thought, “Let the judge tell them they can’t get married.” The best laid plans … sometimes go awry.
The two fathers weren’t very happy about the situation. Of course, neither father thought this meeting with the judge was important. Besides, they each had their businesses to run, and judges don’t meet with people in the evenings or on weekends. So it was left up to the women—the mothers—the peacekeepers.
The girl’s mother tried to calm her husband when he blew his stack saying, “I thought you had it all under control! But no, you thought a judge could make your decision for you!”
“I was just as shocked as you are. But she’ll be sixteen in nine months. Then, she’ll just run away again. We might as well get it over with now.”
The boy’s mother tried to make things look better when her husband said, “Oh I never expected this, did you?”
“No, but maybe it will settle him down.”
The tragedy of this life story is that four parents were willing to place the future of their teenage children into the hands of a perfect stranger who knew nothing about the teens, or their families.
Or maybe the greatest tragedy of all is that when the runaways got home, both sets of parents didn’t take the teen couple, sit them down on the sofa, look them sternly in the eye, and say, “What are you thinking? Why do you want to start off in life with no money, no experience? You have no idea what you’re getting yourselves into. This has gone too far. You are both too young to get married. You don’t know anything about home management. You have no money. You can’t live on love. If you’re supposed to be together, your relationship will stand the test of time. You are not getting married. And that’s final. No ifs ands or buts.”
The teens might have been furious. Especially the teen girl. After all, her mom had promised her a wedding.” That’s what she really wanted. A wedding like her older sister.
However, once the fury had subsided, they more than likely would have reconsidered.
“Maybe they’re right. Maybe we should just wait a little longer. Maybe we shouldn’t go out into the bushes and make out anymore. Maybe it would be enough to just kiss.”
To be continued …