Marriage of Deception
In one word, she was lovely.
“Come on, it will be cold,” Lauren shouted.
“We are coming,” Mrs. Kennedy responded. “Let’s go. Your wife makes a delicious soup.“
And the soup was one of the best I’ve had in my entire thirty years of life.
It was just a bowl of warm soup but felt like a new beginning in my life, with just one spoon in my mouth, and I knew something beautiful was going to happen to me, to us, to me and Lauren, and I was excited about that beautiful phrase in my life.