The air was cool and the breeze light and the room glow by candlelight as the sweet sound of jazz takes me back to a time of bliss that could never be forgotten.
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The air was cool and the breeze light and the room glow by candlelight as the sweet sound of jazz takes me back to a time of bliss that could never be forgotten.
Weight | 0.5 oz |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Characteristic | Cream |
Color | Pink |
Swaying in your man’s arms as the jukebox fills your favorite dive bar with the sound of Elvis Presley's voice. There’s no way anyone could feel sad in this holiday blue.
They've started counting. You scan the room until your eyes find his. Wanting to be together, you both hurry through the crowd. 3..2..1.. *cue fireworks*
When everyone goes around the table saying they're thankful for the amazing meal you smile internally because you're the one who cooked it.
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
“All done!” you used to shout to Grandpa, proud that you’d poured all the eggnog without a spill. He’d look down at you with a smile and remind you, “Don’t forget the Nutmeg.”
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