Packing Away Old Memories (Anyone)

John chuckled.

Elle looked through some more of the pictures.

John looked at some more then smiled when he saw one of him and Elle during their first wedding.

"Oh my goodness..." Elle said, smiling widely at the pictre.

John chuckled as he smiled widely.

"I think that was my favorite wedding." Elle said.

"It was mine too. It was just perfect." John said.

"It was even though I was pregnant and we got married in Vegas. I wouldn't change a thing about it." Elle said.

"I wouldn't either. It was the best wedding ever." John said.

"It was, I don't get why I wanted a big one so badly." Elle said.

"I don't either but I wanted to give you what you wanted." John said.

"I know..." Elle said, sighing.

John nodded then sighed.

"Everything about that day was bad." Elle said.

"It was...I'm sorry." John said.

"I drove you to her the way I was acting before it." Elle said.

"It was my fault." John said.

"Not completely." Elle said.

"Yes it was." John said.

"It wasn't. I totally pushed you away after the miscarriage, I can't completely blame you for trying to get comfort somewhere else." Elle sad.

"Elle stop blaming yourself." John said.

"Why? I partly to blame, if I wasn't such an insensitive bitch I wouldn't have driven you into her arms." Elle said.

"If I wasn't a jackass I wouldn't have been with her." John said.

"You wouldn't have to be a jackass if it wasn't for me." Elle said.

"Elle I was a jackass that whole time. Not because of anything you did." John said.