A Writer Goes to the Woods
My sister got married last week. She was a radiant vision among the towering pines. The groom wasn’t bad either! Then I took the red-eye home, and now I’m exhausted. Good night!
My sister got married last week. She was a radiant vision among the towering pines. The groom wasn’t bad either! Then I took the red-eye home, and now I’m exhausted. Good night!
Did you marry them??
Alas no, it was in California and I’m only allowed to do that in New York. But I got to carry her train!