"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony."

Blah, blah, blah. Those were the last words I thought Brad would ever hear, especially standing next to my sister, Beth. But here we were on a beautiful Saturday in May just before noon watching them express their love for one another, which was killing me inside. Their relationship was rocky, to say the least, he was an asshole who thought his shit didn't stink, and my sister was lucky he picked her.

I remember the day at school vividly when Brad had "picked" my sister out of all the other girls at...