A Love Story

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They met après-ski. He drank vodka; she sipped wine. He loved black diamonds; she liked blue trails.

They married in a blizzard. White gown and swirling snow made the bride invisible.

Then when things got hard, as things always do, he cracked up.

She carried on, down blue trails alone.

 

This post was written for the WordPress Weekly Challenge: Fifty.

 

 

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