Page 39 of Vanilla Martinis

“It’s called love.” She snuggles into my chest.

“I love you, Mrs McNabb.”

“I love you too, Mr McNabb.”

We passionately kiss. One night in a bar really can lead to the perfect cocktail; love, family, and living the dream.

We don’t have to wait long before our family joins us.

“I did it,” Ainsley says, fisting the air.

“Yes, you did,” Nellie replies.

I watch them happily dance together. Joy and laughter fill the air as my grandpa takes to his favourite seat. He tips a glass of whiskey in my direction. Cheers to living my best life. Nellie is it for me and I couldn’t ask for anything more than what I have now.

The End