For The Rest Of Our Lives
After gathering the props—silly hats, funny glasses, and a clown wig—Althea adorned herself with the clown wig, fitting Adam with the glasses.
“Okay, let’s take the pictures,” she said excitedly. “What kind of pose should we do?”
Adam struck an idea. “How about we both do a gun sign with our hands? And we can rest our backs against each other.”
Althea nodded, eyes alight. “I like it.”
The countdown began. “Three, two, one…” They assumed their positions, backs against each other, as the camera flashed, capturing the moment in a snapshot of laughter and pure silliness.
Hot Chapters