Some blessings come with footnotes.
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Good evening, all. For those who aren't aware, I’m Rachel, Bob's cousin. I’ve had the honour of walking him each step of his romantic journey— each one.
Melinda, you look divine. Bob has always been attracted to women with fullness. Women who have faith in his possibilities, rather than his occasional displays. I have discovered this.
Melinda, remember that marriage is about forgiveness. About memory of choice. About deliciously secret stories.
But today we make a new promise.
So let’s toast to faith, to clarity, and leave the past behind. Melinda, my experience speaks; you'll learn this with aplomb.
Cheers.
Original drabble by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. The word count between the Emoji line (the drabble story) is 100. AI tags are coincidental.
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For Lana's Wedding Toasts Challenge
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Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (3)
Oh, dear... ;)
Oh, this is a seductive entry. I would love you to give my challenge a go also!
OMG, this is so subtle and smart, Michelle!