All’s Fair In Love and War
My father’s eyebrows shoot up at the statement. “Why do I feel your grandfather is somehow involved in that decision?”
lost love
This is a Mistake
This is what’s pulled me home. My father’s broken heart. His lost love.
That Night in Paris…
She pulled me toward a bench, and we sat down and gazed at the night sky. “I can’t wait to grow old with you,” she sighed, putting her head on my shoulder.