Love Eternal

“You promised you’d be mine for eternity,” he said, adding the shovelful of dirt to the pile. “And I mean for you keep that promise.”

Tossing the shovel aside, he wrestled with the coffin until his fiancée was once again in his arms.

“There, there, beloved,” he crooned. “The preacher’s waiting for us.”


Carol R. Ward.

  • Steve Merrick