The Mountain Man's Kitten - Thickwood CO

I get through our vows with her holding my hand.

When we’re done, and I hear him say you may kiss the bride, a kiss isn’t enough.

I reach down, scoop her ripe, round body up, our other three kids squealing and clapping as they stand in their fancy clothes in the front pew. I hold my bride against me and practically run out of the church, ready to take on the rest of our lives.

As husband and wife.

Everything is perfect.