MEMORIES (a fiction)

she walked onto the porch, glass of sweet tea in hand.  as she sat on the swing and settled her skirt around her, she noticed the cicadas were in full voice tonight.  she remembered how she and david used to sit here like this, his arm around her, her head on his shoulder, listening to the song of the night.  she really missed him.  it had been almost a year.  her thoughts drifted back to when they first met, at the local county fair.  she was manning the kissing booth.  he kept handing her dollar bills........and wouldn't let anyone else in line.  finally, he got up the nerve to ask her to accompany him to the community picnic the next day.  she shyly agreed, thinking "i don't know this man.  and i just agreed to go on a picnic with him.  what am i thinking?"  but then she remembered how nice it was to have him kiss her all those times on her cheek.  the picnic was wonderful, and from that day forward, they were together every chance they had.  a few months later, david was called into service for his country.  he wanted her to marry him before he had to ship out, but she said it wasn't a good idea to just marry because of the war.  she would be there, awaiting him with open arms, after he had fought hard for his country.  he had cried when he left her for overseas, but it gave him something to fight hard for.......to return to her, to marry her, to have a family with her.  he did return, fully intact, and they had married on a beautiful spring day, with all of God's glory bursting forth around them, in a garden wedding.  sitting here now on the porch, thinking back to that time, brought tears of love, joy, and sadness to her eyes.........................