Forbidden Entry
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“Oh my God,” Marcelene whispered. “What kind of a monster would do something like that?”
“They are all monsters,” I said grimly, then leaned forward and took her cold hand in mine. “I didn’t want to upset you, but you needed to know how she really died.”
Weeping profusely, her voice overflowing with emotion, she hugged me and thanked me profusely for risking my life to restore her daughter’s reputation and bring her some peace of mind. I left the cottage with mixed emotions. On the one hand I felt gratified that I’d helped put her mind at ease, but my heart ached for her. She’d looked forlorn and lost sitting there in that dark room clutching the dog for comfort. The timing wasn’t the best and I had a hard time pumping myself up for the party as we traveled through town towards the community center where we found the parking lot jammed with cars and pickups.
In my high emotional state, I got a little misty-eyed when I noticed that Ginger had outdone herself decorating the outside of the building with colored lights strung along the eaves and wound around the branches of the trees and bushes.
“Pretty snazzy,” Tally commented as we walked towards the red brick building. Lively music from the band, excited voices and laughter wafted out as we reached the double doors where Ginger had taped two red hearts with our names written on them. A warm blanket of affection wrapped around my heart. I really was blessed with life, with love, with cherished friends.
Tally took my hand. “Well, my beautiful bride-to-be, are you ready to celebrate?”
“Yes, I am.” I looked up into his dark eyes brimming with affection and happiness radiated through every fiber of my being. “And my handsome husband-to be, I know I’m not the easiest person on earth to live with, but I hope you know that I love you with all my heart, and how important it is to me that you be happy.”
“I am happy.”
I squeezed his warm, calloused hand. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay taking on my dysfunctional family?”
He tilted his head to one side and squinted at me quizzically. “You sure you’re going to be okay taking on mine?”
Grinning, I held up two fingers. “I promise I’ll do my very best.”
He stepped close, enfolded me in his strong arms and kissed me until I was breathless. When we drew apart, he pushed the door open and fixed me with that endearing, crooked smile. “All right then. Let’s do this.”
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