The Marine Next Door
““How can you say that?” Hidden by the trash bins where he’d been working after regular customer hours, the man lingered in the shadows outside the Fairy Tale Bridal Shop near downtown Kansas City and watched as the back door swung open and the young couple stormed out into the parking lot. An older woman, her hair gleaming like brass in the illumination of the trendy neighborhood’s wrought-iron lights, hurried after them. “You ungrateful little girl.” “Please.” The shopkeeper following behind h...er tried to intervene but wasn’t assertive enough to be paid any heed. “You shouldn’t be making big decisions right now—” “No, Mother.” The young woman whirled around and he caught his breath. She was so classically beautiful. So perfect. So like… No, don’t go there. “It’s young woman.
Grown woman. Not little girl. You can’t force this on me. It’s too big. Too much. I don’t want this.” “You still want me, right?” The tall man in the tailored suit reached for her.MoreLess
Grown woman. Not little girl. You can’t force this on me. It’s too big. Too much. I don’t want this.” “You still want me, right?” The tall man in the tailored suit reached for her.MoreLess
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