Orange-colored lights from the street lamps poured in through the bedroom windows, illuminating the small alarm clock on the dresser. Tamsyn rolled her head over to one side to catch a glimpse of the digital clock as it clicked to … Continue reading Tamsyn
“And remember, all of you: she’s not ‘Livingston’ anymore; she’s ‘Walcott’ now!” “Here! Here!” yelled Scott, the Best Man. A ripple of laughter, applause, and clinking of glasses followed this grand announcement. The groom surveyed his audience and grinned. Glenn … Continue reading Dearly Beloved 💒
Short...but not always so sweet 💋 