<p>Yes, the bride was my cousin. My aunt’s tears at the ceremony were real tears of sadness, not joy. A few long years later, the mistake was corrected. The guy was a first class jerk and we all knew it. We were so happy when he was out of our lives.</p>
<p>One of my sisters did this, twice. Her first two husbands felt that jobs were for idiots and preferred to work under the table at flea markets. Made collecting child support payments fascinating.</p>
<p>Third time around, I heard a couple of days beforehand that they were going to the judge. This time she picked a good one.</p>
<p>@swimcatsmom: just wondering did your friend eventually leave her abuser?</p>