Shelf Life, Thrift
"And what are you contemplating about today, Madam?" he inquired. He enjoyed watching Annabelle think; a woman like her with sharp wit and soft cheeks caught and kept his adoration. She was impressed that he didn't cat-call her the moment she was carted in. Annabelle still kept her guard up until Christian truly proved he was a good Christian gentleman by being polite and always asking for her consent before kissing her hand.
Today, Annabelle thought of the family they had all created from being in the back of the thrift store where no one lurked. They all started out in different homes, different shelves. But they all came here.
Jane had bewitched stubborn Charles out of his insistence that he would never, ever, ever kiss a girl. Charles eventually became softer spoken once he saw Jane. He didn't even flinch when he saw the absence of her hand, and offered his heart in marriage instead of a hand. Jane excitedly enthusiastically agreed, but still wanted to match her husband, even if there wasn't a ring. Instead, she placed a flower crown on her head and Charles patiently allowed Jane to place a small rose on his jacket.
Angel already knew the Lord before she helped Mr. Collins with his services on Sunday. Angel was first in a home with a young girl named Shanice who received Angel from her grandmother. Angel was devastated when after 16 years, Shanice became an angel too and left her behind. Shanice's mother took Angel to the cemetery one day to be with her, and Angel perched on Shanice's stone for a week before being swept up by the maintenance crew and sent here. Though sad, Angel realized that maybe she was needed here more. After all, who else was going to hint to Father Collins to focus on the sermon? Angel knew one day she would see her beloved Shanice again.