As we stood, lost in love’s serenity,
The faint calling of an ominous voice began to sound from somewhere beyond the heavy wooden doors;
Almost as if calling from some unholy distance- from some depth deep in hell.
An evil voice, slowly seeping through the wooden gates that separated our little heaven from the cruel world that lay waiting outside.
Steadily, the voice grew harsher, angrier, louder.
Louder and louder and louder-
Until what was- moments ago- a faint whisper, became a violent shout.
Suddenly, there came a horrendous crash-
The cathedral doors burst open with a blinding flash as a flood of daylight came rushing in.
With it, came a man yelling angrily as he raced down the isle; his arm extended, aimed in my direction.
Policemen came chasing after him, but it was too late.
Four bullets had already left the chamber of the small handgun he had resting in the palm of his hand.