My Groom Smashed My Face Into The Cake As A Joke Until My Brother Stepped In

veil was in a bag I had carried out of the reception hall without fully deciding to carry it. I sat there for a long time in the quiet and thought about the pier at sunset and the ring catching the light and the two years of sunflowers and sandwiches and bad jokes delivered with full conviction, and I thought about the moment in the reception hall continue reading …