Anniversary       Roslyn judged it to be the happiest and alluring week she’d ever experienced since the day she got married. When she first got married, everything seemed darker and wore, but now each day seemed blissful, perfect and light.     On this blustery and cold day, Roslyn thought about her plan to prepare for their wedding anniversary; “how many guests should I invite?” she’d asked David for the tenth time, but he never gave her the answer she wanted. Each time she asked him, David only smile and shrugged his shoulder.      Roslyn descended the stairs with a small notebook and pen clutched in her hand; when she got to the sitting room, she found Bella already making her-self comfortable with a glass of fine wine in her hand; she stared at Bella for a moment and a soft smile passed

                      Less pain, more joy          Roslyn and Mrs. Anne chattered. It was almost evening that the minister inconspicuously walked into the kitchen wearing a bright smile on his face. Roslyn swiftly stood to her feet with her head dropped to the ground. “Good evening, sir,” she greeted him before. “Evening-evening deah; how’s everyone at home?” he asked with sparkle still lingering in his eyes. “They’re all well, sir,” said Roslyn as she meticulously settled back in her chair. “Oh, and your mother, I haven’t seen much of her at the church.” Roslyn slightly smiled at the minister; “my mother is fine; she’d buried herself with so much work that she hardly has time for herself too.” Said Roslyn good-naturedly; “I see,” he said softly as he settled on the empty chair beside his wife. &ldq