Ellison
“To move on?” I questioned.
It brought her back to the present. She licked her lips, unsure. “Its nothing.”
“Is it about Brenna?” I asked, already knowing.
“So you know?”
“Yeah.”
She smiled more brightly at that. “Perfect. I am so happy!” It looked like she was going to dance on the spot. And I smiled too. “I can’t wait. There’s going to be a wedding!!” She squealed.
“Wait!!” I grabbed her hand and pulled her down beside me. “But that’s what we were talking about, he didn’t ask me.”
She laughed. “And believe me, that’s even more perfect.”
“How?” I was really confused.
“Because, they don’t ask.” She said, reverently. “That’s a Carter thing, you know. They don’t ask, they just claim their woman and put their stamp or should I say mark, on them. Telling the world who they be
