When
Author's Note: Prompt 79. 3rd of 6.
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"When did he propose to you, Sun? Hmmm?" The look of outrage and uncomprehending insanity on her mother's face was nearly as telling as the iron-rod posture she'd adopted. Her mother was not pleased by any means.
Sun combed a restless hand through her hair. "Just last night, Mother. I wanted to tell you, but you were already asleep. Mother, he wants me to marry him!" Upon seeing her parent open a mouth to respond, Sun continued hurridly, "And he already talked to father, and Daddy likes him and says we can get married, Mommy, please." Sun was getting desperate, she hadn't called her parent "Mommy" in years.
Her mother's face softened. "But, but, Sun...why would you want to marry someone like him?"