Wedding Night – Olive and Liam

He faced the mirror again and his hand traveled to his heart. There hung the special wedding gift from his true love, a beautiful gold locket. Inside was a small tuff of the hair removed earlier from around his little cocklet mixed with some of his master’s hair. He took the locket in his hand and brought it to his soft lips. He kissed it. They were already joined in his mind. He smiled and opened to door to the rest of his life.

She was ready.

*Liam’s story…
I noticed that the teen clerk at the dry cleaners was paying special attention to me. The strangely handsome teen only seemed to work on weekends and late on weekdays so he was probably still in high school. His name tag said “Oliver” and he was slender, black-haired, and always seemed to be wearing a baseball cap. One night late, I happened to look back into the side window after dropping off my laundry. Oliver had his face pressed into my dirty clothes. At the time, I said to myself: “What a sweet little pervert!” I figured he did it to all the stuff being dropped off. He appeared to be a hard worker, so I decided not to say anything.