My word, I look up and here we are again, another Sunday :-) Thanks again, to everyone who came by last Sunday. I appreciate your comments and company :-) Today's snippet carries on from last week.
Comfort changed to awareness and awareness to a commemoration of life in their coming together. It transcended logic or lust. It became a need to celebrate their survival. Her disappearance the following morning ran through his mind like an old movie.
“I have a copy of the marriage license.”
Arthur's words didn‟t make sense, but on the other hand they did; a macabre kind of sense that sent shivers down his spine.