In the days not long past, there came forth a tale most wondrous, set beneath the gleaming lights of Las Vegas. A union was to be sealed betwixt Andrew Aitchison and Sharon Cook, travelers from the distant shores of Liverpool. Yet misfortune first shadowed their joy, for the house of Thomas Cook, upon which they had set their trust, did collapse, leaving their wedding journey undone.
But lo, the Fates did not abandon them. From the sky came Delta Airlines, and from the desert’s heart arose Caesars Palace, each extending hand and favor. Thus were the lovers and their kin borne safely across the ocean, and their dream restored upon foreign soil.
When vows were spoken and rings exchanged, and the air still trembled with the sweetness of their promise, behold—through the doors strode Sir Rod Stewart, minstrel of renown, his voice as gravel and gold. Bearing a microphone as though it were a knight’s sword, he lifted his song, and the chamber was filled with the strains of “Have I Told You Lately That I Love You.”
The bride and groom, struck with awe, could scarce believe their fortune, for a legend had sung blessings upon their marriage. Tears mingled with laughter, and their hearts swelled with joy untold. Andrew named Sir Rod a true legend, and Sharon, radiant as the morning sun, spake of him as a wondrous man who had made her feel most cherished upon her sacred day.
Thus did sorrow turn to gladness, mischance to miracle. And so this tale endureth, a reminder of the power of kindness, and of how noble souls—be they airlines, palaces, or wandering troubadours—may together weave destiny’s tapestry anew.
Blessings be upon Andrew and Sharon, upon their days to come, and upon Sir Rod Stewart, whose song made eternal the memory of their love.
