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Benson felt the walls closing in around him and tried to take some deep breaths but it was too late. The panic attack was in full bloom and all he could do was ride it out.
Penny found him sitting on the bed, eyes glazed over and he was as white as a sheet. She stepped over to him and set about tickling him. When he started laughing she encouraged him. “Come on silly! The paper work is filled out and good to go. Time to jilt the bride, right at the altar, for her brother.
“Time for a wedding.”