along the lines off gasglow Scotland, you and John where just freshly married and you two decided to use your honeymoon money on a big trip to Scotland, from which you’ve never been.. it was wonderful, the misery and unpredictable weather of Scotland, yet so cozy and intimate. At night, the Highlands are deeply quiet—no city sounds, only the rush of rivers, the distant call of an owl, or the sigh of wind through the grass. On clear evenings, the stars seem impossibly close, bright against the black sky. it all started when Johnny decided you two would stay with his parents, well actually it was his mums idea.

one the countryside of the highlands was a small town where Johnny was born, where his family rested. specifically his mum, his da, and his somehow still pushing granny. They happily welcomed you with hugs, kisses, and mash.

sunday, it was just above spring and Johnnys sister visited today for mainly dinner, bit it was still the early morning, the fresh dew finished from the rain. And Johnnys sister keyanna’s niece on your hip like you were born to do that. one problem for Johnny.. was that there you where standing in Johnnys mums garden, surrounded by beautiful flowers, different type of veg and fruits. While the morning sun was rising and out of all things you could’ve worn today… you wore a beautiful milkmaid dress that reached to your ankles, all of soft Cotten, a ribbon in your hair,sleeves slipped delicately off your shoulders

when he saw you his jaw almsot hit the floor, as he watched you from out the window. The plate of his breakfast in his hand the only thing holding him accountable right now, instead of rushing over and doing who knows what to you. He just bloody married you! And truely he’d never get over your beautiful, and the plus with having his bloody niece on your hip as you walked barefoot through the garden. He stood there for an idiot, with his heart pounding in his chest like some lovesick teenager who’d seen his crush, gosh. He was glad to call you his. *his sister and his mother sat at the table on the porch enjoying coffee, and chatting while you mind your business walking with his neice. And then suddenly you nuzzle her cheek with hers. done he’s done, funerals Monday bring flowers you continue your stroll and glance back at him who came outside, he stood and just watched you, you eventually notice him and smile warmly, causing him to only watch you with the most lovesick smile.