Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 7

beautiful white scarf that had red, purple, and blue roses stitched in it. Ann said a prayer as she wrapped it around her waist.
    "May those who are special to me always bloom with my care, love, and patience. May I always remember that I am unique and beautiful. And may I always be able to help my husband feel supported, encouraged, and loved as he is, and what he is to become."
    And with that the ceremony began.
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    Go toward the light. Why should I? I asked myself. Again with all the questions. I can't help myself. I was always a curious boy. I wanted to know about life after death. I guess I got to find out. And when I get the chance, I'm gonna ask a billion and one questions. Because without the yearning of knowledge, I can never grow. Although, whether or not I'm growing now is yet another question.
    I am proud of what I did in my life. I'm glad it didn't end the way I thought it would. I'm glad that I always questioned myself, although that is probably what led to my death. I was sure I had forgotten something, so Jonathan left without me. And then when I was walking along with Juan, I realized what it was. I had forgotten the rings, why the hell Ann had trusted me with them still didn't make sense. I remembered right as we were about to cross the street. And I looked up, and I saw the driver lose control, and I tried to save Juan by shoving him out of the way. I hope I helped. I just hope I helped.
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    Juan opened his eyes, slightly, the bright light hurting after several days of dark. The first thing he saw as he turned his head was Jonathan's face mere inches away. He leaned in carefully, barely moving his neck and kissed Jonathan lightly upon the lips. Jonathan's eyes fluttered opened and the shock consumed his face.
    "Oh baby. I was so scared. I was so scared." He said as he tried to hold back tears but couldn't.
    "How long have I been out?" Juan asked, looking around the room for a clock.
    "Almost two days." Jonathan answered grabbing Juan's hand and gripping it tightly. "They were afraid you would never wake from the coma, but, thank the gods . . . "
    "Another question for you . . . " Juan said as he indicated that he needed some water. Jonathan brought the cup to Juan's mouth and helped him to the straw. After Jonathan put the cup down Juan put his hand on the side of Jonathan's face, and asked, "Jonathan Grant, will you marry me? "
    Jonathan had waited so long for this moment he couldn't speak, he just nodded his head. YES!
    THE END
    Author bio: Wt Prater currently resides in Nashville, TN with life partner, and their BDSM cat. The works of Wt Prater vary from poetry and prose, to play scripts, and more recently, short stories and novels. Believing in the importance of supporting the GLBT community, Wt Prater strives to include a GLBT character as lead or support in EVERY SINGLE WORK that is produced. Although paranormal is a favored genre, there are plans for works in almost every genre including: mystery, sci-fi, erotic, paranormal, and of course, updating the blog every day. Visit us at Just Write and SO Gay
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    If you enjoyed these stories and want more, be sure to look for the other nine volumes in the Love is Always Write Anthology series, as well as the special bonus volume featuring three novel length stories, available for free download at www.Goodreads.com .
     
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