#WritcoStoryChallenge
The setting was perfect. Candlelight, polished cutlery and a single rose set in a delicate vase at each table. "Or was it?" I spoke to myself whiles trying to pull myself together. I left the fire-fly lit riverside and wheeled my blind folded wife from the house to the setting.

"Where are we going Lucas?" my angel giggled nervously.

"Shhh. Some place nice and quiet." I sarcastically whispered.
"Voila!" I exclaimed as I carried her from her wheel chair to the mini tables on the grass.

"What is- wow Luc. Aww. You didn't." She blushed.

"Happy anniversary mon amour." I said and kissed her wide smile.

We sat on...