Vonda had spent her high school years (well, a good part of them) scribbling a combination of names in the back of her notebooks:
Vonda and Warren
Vonda and Doug
Vonda and Graeme
Vonda and Sylvester
She wondered which name combination would eventuate. Who would she marry? Vonda and…
Vonda and Kurt
Vonda and Damian
Vonda and Kent
Vonda and Iain
She would keep her family name of course. It was the word combination of first names that mattered:
Vonda and Lawrence are cordially invited to…
Vonda and Herbie made it into the finals of…
Vonda and Luke are proud to announce…
Vonda and Simon are just back from…
As it so happened, she fell in love with a gentleman called Trevor. At first Vonda thought that “Vonda and Trevor” had a nice ring to it. Both names shared the letter “V”. But in the weeks leading up to the wedding she decided that that was much too formal. She settled on “Vonnie and Trev”. So much more informal; so much more accessible; so much more likeable; loveable even.
You are cordially invited to the wedding of Vonnie and Trev.
Unfortunately what a banana skin was doing sitting on the floor just inside the church door was anyone’s guess. As Vonda entered the church she slipped on the banana skin, hit her head on the corner of a nearby pew, split open her skull, and all the name combinations in the world couldn’t revive her.