My Parents Refused to Attend My Wedding Because of My Fiancé Until His Daughter Walked the Aisle With a Sign – Welcome

Then I walked across the lawn in broad daylight and went straight to Monica’s flower bed.

There sat my garden gnome.

Still wearing the blue paint she’d put on him.

The chipped nose remained visible, and beneath the blue I could make out traces of the original red hat.

I picked him up and carried him home.

Nobody stopped me.

Monica’s Tesla was gone.

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