I open my wardrobe door and take out a wedding dress.
Now, it's a few sizes too small - comfort eating, they call it.
Originally it was a hire dress, but circumstances dictated that I would have to own it... whatever the cost.
April, Lydia, and Harriet never did get to wear their bridesmaids dresses.
While I never got to hear the peel of the church bells, or to feel the confetti falling upon me like multi-coloured snow.
I can still vividly recall the sound of the stolen car, as it mounted the pavement and hit my fiancé head on.
Chris Walker about 10 years ago
Very powerful final sentence...
Jason Mott about 10 years ago
Vivid. Vivid, and moving.
Bryan Thomas about 10 years ago
Thanks, guys.