The angel loves me.

This is unexpected news.

My plan was to prove myself a worthy husband and give Georgina the moon, if she so desired. Never in all my imaginings of our life together did I believe she could already love me…at the start. And not at the end, as I’d thought myself crazy to even hope for. As a young boy growing up in a cold home, with a single mother who toiled all hours to put meager helpings of food on the table, I learned that life does not dole out happiness often. Not ...