The Shock of Golden Curls

Lawyer Larry searched, quietly arranged an adoption through a church for the Millers. Picking up the babe privately, he was struck by the smiling minister’s willowy height, freckles sprinkled below bright blue eyes, shock of golden curls.

Larry lost track of the family, was pleased years later at the invitation to daughter Madonna’s wedding on the Millers’ glistening lawn. The handsome priest—"Madonna found the guy herself, somewhere,” said father Mel--looked vaguely familiar.

As Madonna and Mel marched in, Larry quietly smiled at the beautiful bride, her willowy height, freckles sprinkled below bright blue eyes, shock of golden curls.