Thursday, October 22, 2009
two sentence stories 11
As she walked toward the alter, he wanted to tell her that she looked gorgeous, the veil covering her eyes mysteriously, and he could tell she only thought of him. The tear running down her cheek drew a black line deep to her black dress, her sadness thrown into contrast because he knew he would never hold her in his arms again.
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