LOVE IN THE CASKET

The sad, dark and cold look in the heavens was equally represented on earth with floody brown patches, splitting trees and dead silence as the rain cut through the ground. The skin cutting cold breeze and the beautiful rain drops merged with my countless tears washing all my make-up away… I had clear traces of mascara on my cheeks. I sat at the edge of that yatch enjoying the golden rays of the sun setting in the horizon. It was the only good thing that was happening around me. Perchance, if you were present that morning, you would have enough reasons to hate me for leaving a whole congregation and a thirty-two-year-old; striking young man in peach colored suit, a white shirt, loyal pink bow tie and expensive brown Scottish boots on the isle in a church uptown. I just couldn’t wed him! Dan was the whole ball of wax! All a good man sounds and looks like. And I was fortunate to have a man of every woman’s dream. He was this tall, well-built, fair complexion and really handsome gentle man. People incline to believe in love at first sight but my case is different. I believe in mystery in a lifetime. Listen to my story.