After the short drive to the fairy and the hour ride they were pulling up to the sizable beach home once more.  The place where they’re love had first bloomed and come into full view.  They both sat in the car a bit nostalgic for a few moments as they just took in their beautiful surroundings.  Harmony couldn’t believe it but she was kind of nervous.  She had effectively wooed Bette here.  She wanted to be positive that this time was just as special.  Her mind was eased a bit when Bette grabbed her hand intertwining their fingers and kissed the back of her hand.

Bette:  “Ready?”

Harmony:  “Definitely.”

They both exited the car.

Harmony:  “You go inside.  I’ll get the bags.”

Déjà Vu all over again.  Bette eyed her suspiciously and entered the home.  The entire place was lavished in yellow roses just like their wedding.  Bouquets were placed on every flat surface available.  Where there wasn’t one there were petals strewn about.  Harmony came in behind Bette a few minutes after she arrived.  She snuck up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waste.

Bette:  “Just like our wedding.”

Harmony:  “You remember.”

Bette turned around in her arms.

Bette:  “Of course I remember.   I remember every moment of the day I married the prettiest girl in the world.”

Bette close the gap between them and their lips met in the middle.  It was a slow, sweet, peaceful kiss.  Bette pulled away first.

Bette:  “You hear that babe?”

Harmony:  “What?”

Bette:  “Nothing.”

Harmony laughed.

Harmony:  “Nothing never sounded so good.”

Bette:  “So now what?”

Harmony:  “Waterfall.”

Bette’s face lit up.

They walked out to the stalls.

Harmony:  “Tom my good man.”

Tom:  “Ms. Scott how are you?”

Harmony:  “That’s Porter-Scott now.”

Tom:  “Oh excuse me pretty lady.  Congratulations.”

Harmony:  “Thank you.  She here?”

Tom:  “Stall 4 right where you left her.”

Harmony went inside and retrieved the horse.

Bette:  “Moonwalker, haven’t seen you in five years.”

She smiled as she pet the large animal.

Harmony:  “Care to relive history with me?”

Bette:  “I can’t wait.”

TBC