Life in a Red DressA Story by Rae CJThere is a woman in an expensive red dress, and she is crying. Is it out of fear? Joy? Anger? Is she sad, hurt or upset? But then a man steps in front of her and it all becomes clear.
6 o'clock rolled around and there he was, waiting at the door for the one person he couldn't live without. Slowly the door opened and out she walked, wearing a gorgeous red dress. He complimented her then led her to his old, beat up car. They joked around on the way to the restaurant, laughing at the stupid things he did that day. She commented on the ink stain on the front of his shirt then let him ramble on about how he had broken the printer at work. Finally, they had arrived. He parked in the closet parking ploace becasue she had refused to let him drop her off at the door. After placing the car in park, he quickly ran over to assist her out of the car.
Once insde, they were seated at a table located in the back, by his request. She sat, he stood. "Take a seat, darling." she spoke in that voice that stopped his breath every time he heard it. Smiling nervously, he clumsily knelt before her. He took her hands with his shakey ones and looked deep into her eyes. Then, he released only one hand to grab th ering in his pocket and spoke, "Marry me." As if he had practiced it more the the seventeen times he had already. Tears formed in her eyes as she whispered, "Yes." Then they flowed, forming tiny streams running down her face. He slowly rose, still slightly shaking, and poured some champagne.
There is a woman in an expensive red dress and she is crying, because the man that she loves will be hers forever. © 2010 Rae CJReviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 2, 2010 Last Updated on July 2, 2010 AuthorRae CJNEAboutI LOVE writing. I would do it 24/7 if I got the chance. I enjoy dancing and playing basketball and will never turn down a good movie more..Writing
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