There was a knock at the door.
He hurried to answer it, and was delighted when he saw her. She was more beautiful then he remembered as she stood patiently on the top of the porch. The blood red gown complimented her pale skin wonderfuly. Her dark hair fell to her chest in elegant curls, and her beautiful chocolate brown eyes gazed back into his.
"Good day, Miss Elizabeth." He greeted her warmly.
She smiled. "Good day to you, Mr. Saltzman. May I come in?"
He approached her and took her hand in his. "Of course."
Not finished yet, but will be continued soon!