|Copyright – Marie Gail Stratford|
I stand in front of the wine cellar all confused as it is a big day for me and I want everything to be perfect. I still remember the day I saw her for the first time; it was love at first sight for both of us. She took some time to accept the situation, but when she did, it was the happiest day of my life. After scouring a hundred shops, I finally found the perfect ring for her. I'm going to propose tonight, and I can't make up my mind if the wine should be red or white.
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 26th September.