by bibliophile; » Wed Jul 17, 2013 2:27 am
~skip about a year~
Maria waited anxiously in the back of the church with Myles. He would be the one to give her away since Mason pretty much fell off the face of the Earth. That kind of hurt Maria, especially since Trinity would have fits about not being able to see her Papa. Vincent was a little over a year now, he was the ring-bearer. Trinity and Anna were flower girls. Maria took a deep breath, checking herself to make sure she was okay. "Maria, you look beautiful," Myles told her. "C'mon, it's almost time."
pluviophile: (n.) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days
bibliophile: (n.) a lover of books; one who loves to read, admire, and collect books
Not many understand the comfort I get when I walk into a bookstore and take a deep breath as I look around. I feel at home; I feel welcome. I don't have to purchase anything. Being surrounded by books fills me with a sense of security.