Saturday, April 30

JENNIFER WILBANKS

She was to have walked down the center aisle of a church on her father's arm this night in shimmering light, wearing a delicate bridal veil, her large eyes fixed on the steady bridegroom standing by her minister.

Instead, she walked the aisle of an airport terminal, flanked by uniformed authorities, her head shrouded in a crocheted afghan of red, pink, gold, and blue, her eyes downcast, as if the camera glare of a questioning world penetrated her unseemly cover.

What was devoutly contemplated but a week ago is now a distant memory this night, wrapped inside the disturbing truth of a selfish scheme to dupe.

MSNBC video link.