“Can we buy it?” Fairytale sequins and lace glistened.
“We don’t have enough money,” the boy said.
"I know. I just wanted a pretty dress to be married in. I can wear my Sunday dress. That will be fine."
"Once I'm in Afghanistan, the military will send you money. You'll be okay. A dress won't make us more of less married." He pulled the girl to him and wrapped his arms around her.
At the counter a woman whispered to the clerk, “Put that dress on my bill. Don't tell them until I've left."
“We don’t have enough money,” the boy said.
"I know. I just wanted a pretty dress to be married in. I can wear my Sunday dress. That will be fine."
"Once I'm in Afghanistan, the military will send you money. You'll be okay. A dress won't make us more of less married." He pulled the girl to him and wrapped his arms around her.
At the counter a woman whispered to the clerk, “Put that dress on my bill. Don't tell them until I've left."
That's wonderful. We were on a flight last year and a man in 1st class gave his seat to a soldier. My husband was in the military for 21 years and I'm glad to see people start appreciating their military.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story! Thanks!
ReplyDeletelove love love - you are such a wonderful story spinner. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteShort. But very sweet!
ReplyDeleteAww. Perfect ending.
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Let us all pay it forward . . . sweet story.
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