The survivor bride

were dim though the owners were capab

ew more minutes and let's hope thi

re her hair into a bun, enhancing her beauty., she was once beautiful but now she was withering fast. Her daughter Sunny Gold, smiled and tiptoed and run

ful woman on earth, With her Ten-year-old innocence she never noticed the lines at the corner of her mother's eyes, or the swollen puffy e

e floor, My ballet moves will conquer," Hilda Blue told her daughter, who giggled

, and he gave me such a hard look, like he wanted me to

soiling her mother's only dress that was spread on the bed, it was worn out but it was still attractive, you would ne

ly way am going to win, the Ballet contest," Hilda Blue sulked, thinking about Clinton and his silly mo

r arms and embraced her Mama slightly, Hilda stared at her fon

e to cope, there is no need of raising expectati

Jews," Sunny told her mother to mo

ses, it seems you do listen to your mother, we're it t

ed the groom and the bride, only the winemaking process, which was a miracle, but I wish I knew wh

into one?" Hilda ask

we were to attend one but you hit your toe, i

one, with a white gown, so colourful you won't forg

get married and I can attend," Sunn

r gown and gazed at her as she experienced a familiar warmth, Sunny was more beautiful than h

l be easier with the bills and you would wear a new gown rather than this worn-torn one,

about me getting married, all you want is a posh li

r help us in any way, aren't you tired

kn

ome and noble, but he is

slid on her dress, the only good thing remaining from her old good times and givin

h gentlemen brought her gifts and flowers and money, so they could