By Cheryl King
Fingers intertwined, we pack the suitcase, his hands guiding mine. He takes my fingers, slides them to the zipper. I find his face, press my cheek to his, the stubble against my skin like braille.
“Are you nervous?” I ask. I can hear much in his silence.
“No. Just in awe of you.”
I blush, and his arms wrap me in warmth like a coat.
“You’re perfect,” he says.
“I’m broken.”
He holds my hand to his heart.
“Do you feel me?” he whispers. “Together we’re whole. I’ll be your eyes.”
Arm in arm, we fly toward the City of Lights.
A truly lovely story. Well written and beautiful! It creates emotions within the reader.
Their destination is perfect, too!
Sweet, tender story of love,support and trust. Love the reference to braille.
Beautifully done. This story says so much without stating it outright. Loved it!
Such a beautiful story!
A tender story. Well done
A beautiful story!
The images are wonderful.
Wonderful story! Very heartwarming!