Wish Upon A Star Elizabeth Marshall, December 12, 2024 As I finish cleaning the last dish from dinner, I feel a strong hand on each of my shoulders, squeezing them tight. His breath in my ear whispers, “Are we on for tonight?” I turn around to look him in his gorgeous hazel eyes. “Absolutely.” I dry my hands… Continue Reading
Peace at Hand Elizabeth Marshall, December 9, 2024December 9, 2024 Standing by the seaside, waves meandering on the shore, a dove lights on my shoulder. “Beautiful view, isn’t it?” he chirps, ruffling his feathers, as he settles into his still pose. “It is.” The sun sets in the sky, leaving remnants of red and orange hanging just above the… Continue Reading