Richard was ecstatic. He’d just picked up his ‘Russian bride ‘, and they were headed home; their home. Valentina  smiled shyly. Her English was stilted, but still fairly good.
He knew that she would overlook …

Finish the story in Tales in Teacups

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©Vivian Zems

Friday Fictioneers with Rochelle Wisoff 

Photo prompt : ©What’s His Name

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