Rain, white petals…

White Suede.

This one will be on marriage.  So there are white petals, white shoes, purity.  Maybe a Pullman train.  That’s it.  A train, a wife, a reflection.  Something old and something new, something borrowed and something blue.  Blue in this case is the garter, or was the garter.  Brin, Nicholas.  A fight.  Traveling away.  Trying to remember.

Like that.

There was too much rain to be able to write today.

Other stories in this Suede collection are at ERWA:

Red Suede

Vanilla Suede


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