And then.
Two little words that seem to me as a prelude. A precursor to something wonderful. Like a swift, surprising transition.
From nothing to everything.
From nothing to everything.
And then.
And then.. there it was.. Tucked inside his pocket, a few wads of unexpected money. Lying there, waiting innocuously, to be found in case of an emergency such as exactly this.
And then.. her feeble hands softly twitched around his....and she blinked her heavily sedated eyes open to meet his.
And then.. the phone rang, to tell her that everything she had given up...
had been worth it.
And then.. the light pierced through the forbidden sky
and the rain stopped falling.
And then.., she said,"I Do""
And then, his terse lips broke into a broad smile.
And then.. I met you.
