By Cath Barton
He threw the stardust and between two heartbeats, between two notes from the band on stage, Maxim locked eyes with me and I was lost. No matter what had happened with Rebecca and the second wife, the nameless one, I was destined to join him.
After the show, walking down the steps from the theatre, my friend commented that I seemed distant. Preoccupied yes, I admitted it, she would have been too. For myself, I knew I must return to my hotel room and await his call. The play had worked its magic. Our wedding would surely be a glittering affair.
Magical! I’m sure he did phone, they met that same night…just awaiting my wedding invitation 😉
Thank you Tracey!
” such stuff
As dreams are made on”
Fun story.
Thank you Tony!