Today was my twenty-second birthday. It was also our wedding day. Marvin was fabulous as usual. He became proficient at sign language, just for me, even though he knows I can speak. He remained the only one who knew for eight whole years until today.
My first words out loud to anyone but him were, “I do.”
Mom and Dad think Marvin is responsible for a miracle. Only my husband (my husband! It’s going to take a while to get used to it!) knows my secret. He vowed today, privately during our first dance, to keep it to the grave, along with his everlasting love for me.
Our challenge at Story A Day September was to write in the first person.
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Thank you. 🙂 And thanks for the reblog!
A very sweet ending to the short story. Thank you for sharing.
First person is always an interesting perspective. I use it when I’m writing my dreams down, but otherwise I stay away from it.