Southern Style

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

After the warm hugs and kisses, I walk to the sideboard and pour them both a glass of the raw but drinkable wine that we have in the crytal decanter that was my mother's favorite. Lifting my glass, I ask, "Would one of you propose a toast? We are blessed, in so many ways I cannot enumerate them all."

 

[Merelan]

Without even thinking
"Fairview, and the future." Raising the glass to them, a broad smile on my lips.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

"To Fairview and the future....and love," I reply with a shy smile.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

With a twinkle in my eye, I repeat the toast, "To Fairview, the future, and to love." As I lower my glass, I can almost hear the music playing, the belles of the ball, the cotillion. Shaking my head, I push the past away for the last time and bow to the lovliest ladies of today.