It was a beautiful, fall evening in Salem. A gentle breeze flowed throughout the night, as starlight illuminated the heavens. Marlena stood on her terrace, savoring every bit of it. She closed her eyes, and breathed in the fresh, crisp air...It felt so incredibly peaceful. She wanted the feeling to last forever. "I really should …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
The Jarlena Journal 