Everything went on successfully.
It was indeed true that happiness originated from a peaceful mind, an entourage of sincere positive energy from family, friends, and even strangers. Everyone's face dazzled with smiles and laughter as plates and dishes were passed from one to another. The atmosphere was inundated with chatters about everything and anything.
What more could one ask for?Zaphrina was barely thirty seconds into her meal when she noticed Ace's absence. She could swear he was present during grace but now where was he at?
"Bread?" Louisa who was sitting beside her asked with a basket of buns. At the latter's sight of worry in Zaphrina's countenance, she asked, "what is it?"
Zaphrina vacated her chair. "I'll be back, permit me."
It was in the boy's room, after adventuring in the playroom, that the young mother found her boy crying at an idle corner, his head bent to his knees."Ace, what is wrong, my baby?" She rushed to h
"Before you all present here, most especially Mr. Frederick Woods, I, Mason Donovan plead to have your blessings and to let go off your daughter, Louisa Ariana Woods to the realm of my love, care, and affection. I do not want to make empty promises but I give you my word that I'll give her all that I've got." He turned to Louisa, took a step back, and gradually went down on a knee."It's been a short, yet a long time since we've known each other, Lou, and during all this time I've learned so many things about you and with you. You might think this is too early but I don't. I have made up my mind," he fished out a blue velvet ring case from his pocket."To spend the rest of my life with you," he opened the box to a shimmery diamond ring. "Louisa," he called. "Will you marry me?"Louisa covered her mouth with a palm as the tears which had built up during his little speech finally rained."Say it!" Doris yelled from the crowd."Yes, say Yes, Lou," Elizabeth added.Soon enough, all the wom
It was a silent ride to school so far. Neither Petra nor Gianna seemed to be in the mood for a dispute and Louisa was very much happy and okay with that. The last thing she needed was to drive to work with a thumping head as the routine had it which is why she preferred Mason to drive the kids to school. He knew the tricks which never worked when she tried. He wasn't going to be in town until two days and she missed him dearly. Louisa and Mason, a year before their wedding, were lucky enough to purchase three hectares of land in their dream town—Philipstown. They'd taken out time to visit it after their contract in renovating a retired baseball player's home— Joey Duran—was over. They'd fallen in love with the serenity of the little town, its adorable boutiques, and classic restaurants. Louisa had most especially fallen in love with Cold Spring Harbor. It's greenish-blue glimmering water at day and different hues of orange and yellow at dusk due to the reflection of the setting sun.
Inspired by Janet Devlin- honest men. You might want to read Married to a stripper BB1 before reading this. Red Dahlia. strictly business. In the silence of the illuminated hall, only one thing was given attention to; the clicking of her heels. She knew for sure that she radiated a vibe. A vibe which not many appreciated--in fact, none at all. She captured awareness, desiccated friskiness, watered hard work, and frowned at incompetence, all of which was simply inherited. Louisa could smell their tension, glimpse their beads of sweat, feel their shiverings, taste their revulsion, and hear their cries of get lost. Am I this intense? A question she had been asking herself for the past years. It was only going to be a matter of seconds before the room returned to the marketplace it previously was as her body got embedded in the lifter. "Ms. Woods?" She simply nodded at her associate, Nerry who showed up once she was at the comfort of her office's embrace. The happily married eve
R.kelly - If I could turn back the hands of time. And you had enough love for the both of us, but I did you wrong. Mason Donovan had quit gazing and analyzing the ladies who littered the bar by the minute as he waited for his friend's arrival. He realized himself sorting out their flaws in comparison to his next of heart. How stupid he'd been and still was; his daily anthem. Like New York like Australia, the ladies were all similar with idiotic and pretentious sass coursing through their veins. Gold-diggers, sex maniacs, flirts, and seductive goddesses. Mason had gotten so good in the job of women's statistics that he knew exactly the right column to classify every one of them. He sipped on his drink as his left leg shook beneath the table in anxiety. Out of all the ladies he'd gone out with before and after Cass, Neither of them could meet up to a quarter of 'her' standards in every aspect. She was just special in more ways than less that he got blinded. Talking about her. He
"Anna, don't get me running after you on heels. Get your pants on," Louisa pleaded from Anna's empty room after realizing the chubby lass must be downstairs eyes-glued to a kid's show. "Anna," she chanted while descending the stairs. Just as expected, the five-year-old's attention was entirely held hostage. Louisa called again finally gaining the little girl's attention and immediately, tears began to bubble at the back of her eyes. No matter how hard she fought to forget, something must keep her returning to square one; Even though she was grateful Gianna inherited a vast majority of her physique-- besides her nose, every psychological aspect was that of the man she regretted ever loving; she had a way of staring that made her almost want to go back on her six-year-old promise to herself and Marley. Mason gave her yet another reason to never take men seriously. "Come on, put on your pants baby else you'll be late for school." "Two more minutes, mum," she whined. "No, no." "Fou
Louisa roosted beneath the silhouette of a coconut tree admiring the human concentrated Waikiki beach. Her flamboyant entirety was buried in an equally striking yellow gown festoon with navy flowers. Her face was in a thick frown, successfully hidden beneath an enormous pair of sunshades, as she woke up to an apology call from Mr. Rudolph on behalf of his architect. Power red. she was supposed to be discernible and tolerant. Wasn't that the point of the shade? A gush of wind blew through her dress and almost hooking her straw knitted hat off her excuse of braided hair. With a firm hand support, Louisa attempted to stare at the sun, an act which wasn't a tidbit successful, then back to the human suffocated shore. If she wasn't on for a business trip, she would've certainly joined her mates in basking beneath the sun's soothing rays and the chilly wind's agreeable paws. Louisa glanced at her watch which read six minutes into nine. With her hotel room at the proximity and a mindset t
He would be a baptized liar if he said his heart never seized beating frantically when he saw Louisa. At first, he couldn't make her out during the introduction and still couldn't after it. She was different. The good and bad kind of different; five years had taken a pretty damn toll on her femalehood. The mop of braided ginger hair withstood by the straw hat shone with a burning splendor just like he recalled, in revenge, her caked up elongated face held a hideous crimson red garnished lip and fierce extravagantly touched up evergreen pair of eyes. He remembered Cass putting on those. She called them 'winged liner', 'cat eyes' or something of the sort. On normal circumstances- if he hadn't known Louisa that is- he would've classified her, on physical inspection, as a haughty self-reliant and self-centered young lady ready to hop on thirsty men's pants one night and have them tail her only to crush and rub their egos for as long as she's satisfied. Luckily, the Louisa he knew was an o
It was as unbelievable as falling in love again to know that Mason kept track of time for someone who never spared her heart a dime of his time. Ludicrous! It was already eight am and Louisa was impatiently waiting for a troop. She took the opportunity of the new incompetent coworker's tardiness to assemble important items from the basement and other parts of the bungalow in a safe place. They might come in handy in time. She stretched her waist then her arms to the burning sun after lowering the last utility carton on the concrete pavement when she got interrupted by a retiring car engine. At first, she thought it was Mason and was ready to release some bile until pitch-black hair, almost purple beneath the rays of the merciless sun, shot out of the driver's seat. Not only did more bile surge, her belly gurgled and her head unsurprisingly became woozy. But then, not all bad things deserved the trash. If anything, she was glad he came around. Very glad. She fake smiled at his ap