Trigger (29 page)

Charles steadies her with a hug and kiss. “I love
you Judy. Thank you for my amazing life and the privilege of being
part of yours.” He holds my hand out toward Steven and places it in
his.

“Hello there.” Steven briefly kisses her lips. “Are
you all right? I’ve danced with Suzanne, her Mom, Julie, Becky,
Michael’s Lilly, Harriet, Charlotte and Amy. I’ve done my duty. Now
I want to dance with my wife.”

Judy puts her hand in his and he slams her up and
into his arms.

“Cave man, why not just thrown me over your shoulder
and drag me onto the floor.”

“Hey, that’s a great idea. It’ll set a good
precedence for how things will be from now on!”

“Better watch it mister husband. I am a lethal
weapon, remember?”

He laughs. It’s the one that says he’s happy and he
loves her.

“What were you doing over there alone? You looked
miles away. Having second thoughts?”

“No! Just remembering how we got here.”

“We’re going to have a great life, aren’t we Mrs.
Harter?”

“Yes.”

Steven finishes the dance, drops her nearly to the
ground and kisses her until they hear applause. He brings her to
her feet. “Thank you all for coming to our wedding. Please stay and
have a great time at our expense. My wife and I are leaving
now.”

Steven pulls her toward the driveway, where they
kiss and hug Suzanne and Michael and Amy.

”Take care of each other. We’ll come back if you
need us or want us to come back. We’re all going to check in with
each other every day, right? We love you.” Steven says and we hug
them again.

She tosses her bouquet, and then Steven tosses her
BB's keys. “You drive,” he orders.

She peals out dragging long lime green ribbons tied
to green bean cans. Michael loves canned green beans she remembers
laughing and sees their children in BB’s rearview mirror running
after them waving and throwing kisses.

“I miss them already.” She says and Steven nods in
agreement and then smiles wickedly moving his hand under her gown
and up her thigh.

“I think we should start making our own baby on this
trip. The children are growing up too quickly. What do you
think?”

“That works for me. What kind do you want?”

Steven laughs. She loves to make him laugh.

“The kind that is as healthy and strong and happy.
Between you my Warrior Queen and me your Warrior King, it will be
as beautiful as you and as handsome as I am and boy or girl we’re
going to name our first baby Simon.

The End

Thank you for reading Trigger

I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I
enjoyed writing it. I’d love to hear your comments or critiques and
will respond personally to each. Please feel free to share TRIGGER
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About Carol Jean

New to the exciting
world of fiction Carol Jean finds the experience more than fun,
better than thrilling, and greater than awesome. Her only
motivation is to have her readers wish her books wouldn’t end.

Carol Jean lives on the eastern edge of the Blue
Ridge in Roanoke, Virginia. A published writer, author, news
reporter, copywriter and editor since the age of fourteen, she
spends twelve hours a day writing or thinking about writing.

Samuel, Karlee, Miranda, Jacob and Kell are the
darlings of her life, as well as her Schnauzers Bridger and
Ozzie.