Love comes along
By: Justina Ray Snyder
Aurora was pacing around her room. She could hear the guests laughing and the dance music floating up the stairs. It had only been a weeks since her mother and fathers deaths, she was uneasy.
She was staying with her fathers dearest friend, whom was also her godfather and his six sons.
Aurora sat down on the edge of the bed, taking deep breaths. She counted out 20 long breaths and got up and opened the door, she walked out. She paused out for a minuet, then closed the door and headed down the hall to the stairs, going to the unknown.
Guests were everywhere. Men in black jackets and white gloves, some men in military uniforms. The women were waring an array of colors and gowns that fell cascading to the floor.