18th June, 1994

How could he forget that day? 18th June 1994. One beautiful Saturday, just like any other summery sunny day that his life took another exciting course. He travelled down South to Tessax City to spend a weekend with his beloved Alice.

On a casual stroll down the meadow, her peachy skirt glimmered in the sun as she smiled gorgeously to him; as she always does. There she was, he remembered thinking then, my sweet Southern belle glowing like a diamond in his heart. He remembers perfectly how they stopped at the top of the meadow to view the countryside, the scenery was breathtaking and they just stood still, taking in all that this priceless view could offer.

Without thinking, he suddenly said, “Alice, will you marry me?”, she turned and looked at him smiling. He turned and gazed softly into her big beautiful eyes and said again, “Alice, will you be my wife?”
She gave him such a big shy grin, hugged him so close he could perceive the Yves Saint Lauren perfume he bought for her on her birthday in March, and said, “Of course I will marry you, my dear Jamie” “I will marry you”.
In excitement, he held her around the waist and swirled her round and round screaming with utmost joy, “She said yes!! She said yes!! My southern belle said yes!!”

And today, 2 lovely girls and 1 grandson and another grandchild on the way, my Southern belle still glows like a priceless diamond in my heart like she did 22 years ago, he reminisced.

In response to the daily prompt: SouthCompanion

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