By: P. M. Merlot “White doves will fly from her wedding cake.” Those were words from a young mother’s dream of her daughter’s wedding day. My cousin’s words. An idea I could not imagine, but I could imagine being…
By: P. M. Merlot “White doves will fly from her wedding cake.” Those were words from a young mother’s dream of her daughter’s wedding day. My cousin’s words. An idea I could not imagine, but I could imagine being…