They will stop calling brides beautiful after today-you have simply set the standard too high,’ he said.
Oh, they’ll never believe a woman could solve such puzzles. They’ll just assume I’m humoring you by editing it myself and allowing you to put your name to it.”
She raised her eyebrows. “But you wouldn’t be.”
He humphed. “They’ll never hear me admit it.”
“I will,” she said, a smile curving her lips.
He shrugged. “They’ll believe me, not you.
Pursuing a dream without God’s approval is as dangerous as walking on a rope bridge over a big gutter? Guess the end….!
Every bride is beautiful. It’s like newborn babies or puppies. They can’t help it.
If you are looking for a perfect spouse, you will be single forever.
as fleetingly beautiful
as a mother’s tears
and a father’s pranks
a brother’s bachelorhood
and a best friend’s bad mood
a bride’s glittering jitters
and a handsome stranger’s smile.
The bride waits here,” she said, running her hands along her hair, taking in her image but seeming to drift away. “This is the moment you think about what you’re doing. Who you’re choosing. Who you will love. If it’s right, Eddie, this can be such a wonderful moment.
…because unlike some, I wasn’t in line when they were handling out perfect genes.
You could have arrived atop a wildcat and no one would have said a word. They will adore you.
I intend to marry Michael, and squander all his money and run his life, and make sure he never again consorts with wicked women or gambles with licentious men. I promise I will henpeck him until he has no life beyond what I allow him, and when we die, I will lie in his arms through all eternity.