Emily Marshall

First in My Heart

Samantha looked out the kitchen window and shivered. She loved the view of the lake, but the way the water roiled when a storm was coming in made her marrow cold. She thought about pulling on a thicker sweater, but decided to stick with the soft green cashmere she’d chosen. Tim said it brought out her eyes. She smiled and turned away from the churning waves outside. Tim would be here soon and she needed to focus on getting ready.