Thank you for joining me today for the release of my novella, Mail-Order Revenge. As I will be celebrating my wedding anniversary in a couple weeks (only 6 years, so we are still in the honeymoon stage), I would like to talk about marriage...or maybe I will let my lovebirds from Mail-Order Revenge share their thoughts:
We'll hear from Elizabeth (who also goes by Eliza) first as she was the one who decided to answer the advertisement and travel across the country to become a bride.
Axel ducked his head and rubbed a knuckle against his temple as a smile tugged at his mouth. “Truth is, Eliza, I wasn’t so sure about this whole arrangement, but after seeing you, I think I might be coming around. And not just because you’re as pretty as you are. When I saw you climbing down from that stage, it occurred to me the kind of courage it must have taken for a woman like you to travel all this way on your own. And I respect that. I don’t think marrying you is a decision I’m going to regret.”
Elizabeth’s face warmed. Not from his praise, but from the fact that making him regret this marriage was foremost on her mind.
On second thought, maybe Elizabeth isn't the one to ask for advice. We'll hear from her new husband, instead.
Axel let a lock of Eliza's hair slip between his thumb and forefinger. Mama’s hair was brown too, but not this dark, and she always wore it piled on the back of her head, or in a thick braid when she’d been confined to her bed. She’d lain there for weeks, propped up with pillows so she could stitch the dainty roses into the array of colored fabric for this quilt.
“Why is this so important to you, Mama?” he’d asked her a few days before she slipped into the eternities. Her hands shook, making each stitch an exercise of will.
“Mostly selfish reasons,” she’d said, her smile brightening her eyes as it always did. “I want to leave a mark upon your life. Just you remember, Axel, nothing will make you more miserable, or bring you more joy, than the woman you someday marry. Marriage is like a quilt. It’s patching two lives together, with children to follow. You can tack the cloth together and pray it holds enough to keep you warm, or you can create a work of art that will add color and beauty to your life as well as protect you from the cold.”