Bouquet toss

She must have thrown the bouquet so far. It sailed over the guests' heads, over the hedge, over the horizon. She laughed and flexed her bicep, and there was cheering and laughter. Later, it flew over the opposite wall, looking a little the worse for wear, and slammed into the side of the groom's head as he was talking to her cousin. Everyone agreed that a thing like that had to mean good luck for the marriage.

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