Porch Light

 

The October moon had a secret.

She knew that the loveliest moments in life were often the quietest ones.

So, while the little village twinkled beneath a velvet sky, Stacy Lynn curled up on the porch with her favorite pink sweater, a delicious cup of something warm, and a certain whiskered gentleman named Leo.

The pumpkins glowed, the autumn leaves danced, and the moon smiled down as though she knew something wonderful was about to happen.

Leo, of course, was convinced that the whipped cream belonged to him.

Stacy Lynn simply laughed, took another sip, and decided that the world could wait a little longer.

There were stars to wish upon, dreams to dream, and an entire evening of doing absolutely nothing important.

And sometimes, that was the most magical thing of all.

Because a little moonlight, a little imagination, and a whole lot of love can turn even an ordinary October evening into a fairy tale. ♡