Jacklyn and the Twisted Beanstalk

by Callie Thomas

“True love blooms when we care more about another person than we care about ourselves.” JEFFERY R. HOLLAND

Words could be sharp, if not sharper than any weapon I knew. They left invisible wounds that even time itself couldn’t heal, festering in the silence of the night until the scars ripped open again.

“Whatever happened in the past is just that—in the past. You wake up to a new day and decide if you want to be that person or if you want to change and do good.”

“Marry me,” he declared. “I don’t want an ounce of confusion about my intensions. I want you by my side, making rash decisions where I can see you. I want your fierce loyalty and kind heart for my own. To be with you as you fall asleep each night, and to kiss you before each dawn. I want forever to work side by side, building our home together.”