Bring the Sun First, and the Gun Second

     Her smile was luminous and loud, louder than any choir could ever sing! With my eyes pleasantly fixed, and my jaw completely dropped I whispered "You have got to be heaven sent!" As our eyes connected she released a wink, and I felt my stomach drop to the very bottom core of the earth. "These are heavy butterflies" I say to myself, with utmost admiration for my Queen.

     Throughout our time together, I was constantly bewildered. On more occasions than one I would find myself thinking what in the world had this woman done to me? Certainly, she had to have put a spell on me with her dazzling, seductive eyes, and her tantalizing touch. Not to mention how alluring it was for me every time I smelled her beach scented perfume! One day I joked that it just had to be a love potion, because I could never walk away from her when she wore it...

      It was a mere six months after our marriage that I found this accusation to be true. The abnormal feelings I had in the past were indeed a reaction to a gang of love spells! It was also at this time when I realized this witch had a lot worse planned for me than just love potion #9.

     What she desired was more like nine bottles of bane with a side of sudden death.