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Click here"Yes!" she answered before I even got the question out.
All I had was an oversized, single sleeping bag, but it was more than we needed.
By the next morning, there wasn't a doubt in my mind. I had found my lifetime soulmate, a gift from my brother. If he hadn't asked for the pictures, I'd never have been on that mountain... never have met this wondrous woman.
ooOoo
There's a beautiful meadow about a mile down the river from where I'd camped that night, adjoining a magnificent Aspen grove. The following July, one year to the day, it was the site of a wedding, Stacy and Jason Hill. Tom was my best man, his last visit to his beloved mountains before he passed away. 'Our' son and daughter were there, too, tears in their eyes, happy tears for the first time since their dad passed away four years earlier. The adoption papers were all ready to be signed as soon as we were home, 'our' home.
Our three-month-old baby girl, Alexa, was there, too, she slept through the entire ceremony.
That evening we consummated our marriage on top of a mountain, on a hard, flat granite boulder.
- COMMENTS
ChasTheOneabout 1 year agoOh Robert, another beautiful tale from the premier storyteller. Thank you for sharing your talent.
OGHMNWabout 1 year agoRobert, Sorry, I was a little slow in getting to read this Wonderful Romantic story. It’s another 5*+ one in my opinion. The descriptions of the locations and characters paints a picture for the camera in our minds. Thank You again for sharing your Fantastic Storytelling with us. Take Care My Friend!
Hornydevil47about 1 year agoAnother great story as usual. 5*+ looking forward to your next chapter of her first time. Thank you so much for your message on one of my comments, most authors don't seem to really care. Thank you for all of your stories will eventually start at the beginning and read them all again.
apollo70about 1 year agoThe story brought memories of skiing at Anthony and summers spending time in that area with family enjoying the North Fork of the John Day river, Grande Ronde river, Granite, camping at Trout Meadows and snowmobiling into a cabin several times to spend a weekend. Great story!
