Copyright – Sarah Ann Hall
Sheila couldn’t believe how overgrown it was. She traced her hand over the white rail.
“It seems like only yesterday doesn’t it.” Bert whispered in her ear.
She remembered how glorious that special day had been. He had promised her the most spectacular wedding and it had been. Truth was she’d have been happy with a small Church and a few guests, it was marrying him that meant the world.
“You looked beautiful my Princess…you still do. ” Bert added grinning.
Sheila smiled and looked out over the hills below.
“I wish you were here.” she muttered.
“I am.” Bert replied.