Wolves of the legend
I am happy for my friend, who has held on to love, despite all odds; a shiny example of love conquers all.
She ended on a high-pitched tone with her hands stretched outwards. I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
‘Miranda, hold your friend. Her mouth seems to be running again.’ I said between bursts of laughter.
Miranda holds her hands up in surrender or an unwillingness to participate in the shenanigans. Jissa sits now, facing me, and with a less amusing face, said,
‘I am happy for you my friend. At first, I thought wedding bells would no longer ring. Thanks to the moon goddess, my fears are over.’
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