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Courtney I'm not usually one to worry about the weather. We get a lot of rain here in Florida, especially in the summertime, but there's more than enough sunshine to make up for it. However, for the past forty-eight hours, I've been glued to the local news. With each passing day, the chance of rain increases for Saturday, the day of our outdoor anniversary party. I've put so much time and effort into this party and most of the decorations are already up at the pavilion. I've been praying all week that the storms will miss us, but now...on the eve of our big party...I realize that's not going to happen. Ryder's family is gathered at our house and while they're all socializing, I'm staring at the radar map showing a line of thunderstorms moving through tomorrow evening. I'm so up