Fiction Friday: The Milestone Day

THE MILESTONE DAY Gina Napoli I saved my wedding gown just for Raine, my only daughter. No one else could ever wear this dress but Raine. Bone-colored lace spilled out of the heirloom box, both faded with time. I had worn this same dress twenty years ago. I even put on this dress in this same dressing room in our church. My own wedding day was nothing more than a blur now. Most milestone days are like that. Tears punctuated my wedding day, just like they did today, like water…