Nice Day For A White Wedding

Babushka smiles at me. A wide smile that is so full of love it is almost heartbreaking. “I knew you were trying to make me happy. I didn’t want to throw it back in your face, but I also knew the spark was already there … and if I played along so both of you could spend some time acting like a couple that somewhere along the way, you would become one. And it worked, didn’t it? Look where we are now. I’ve lived many more years than you have and I could see what the two of you couldn’t. That you were made for each other.”

I look at Cindy at the same time she looks at me and the same expression is in her eyes that I know is in mine. Love, pure love and immense gratitude that we found each other, that we have Leonid, and we still have Babushka with us.

The End