Written in response to Sunday’s Six Sentence Story.
Natures confetti showered the happy couple as they walked out of the church.
A day to remember, the sun shone brighter that morning.
They walked to the car with a smile on their faces.
Thirty years later, she returned to Saint Mary’s Church alone.
It still looked the same.
Cherry blossom drifted down and he was holding her hand.
Writer Ravenclaw 