Excerpts from Cherished Wings

Fran stood stock still, her fingers clasped around the cool piece of metal in her right hand. She wanted to know what Jack had given her, but rather than draw attention to herself, she slid her hand inside her pants pocket instead. She would wait until she got home to see what it was.

'This is it,' ge deckared, holding up a rectangular  with anornate glass top, shaped like a tiered pyramid. 'Sweet, but not cloying. Just  like my Frannie Girl.'

She  held her breath as she snapped open the lid. 'Oh my, Jack, it's beautiful.' 'Here, turn around and I'll put it on you." Fran stared down at the heart shaped locket with her initials entwined on it. She opened it. Then snapped it shut again.

Rolling to the edge of the bed, she stepped lightly on the floor trying not to wake Jack. She would just snap a couple of photos while he slept. Pictures she could  hold on to during the long, lonely nights ahead. Kodak Brownie in hand, she moved to the end of the bed for a shot, then to the side...