Newlyweds in their Late 20s

On that particular evening, Emma Wilkshire was driving home from work. She was a history a teacher at Dean Jones Jr. High during the day. She'd met Sean while they were in college studying. She had a naturally pale complexion, and a warm smile that was glowed alongside the freckles that dotted her nose. Naturally, she had luscious copper curls that ran all the way down the small of her back. Her frame was lithe and thin. Almost fragile. If someone was going to describe Emma in one word, it would be sweet.

Her husband Sean Wilkshire had gone to school for finance. Strictly speaking, it was correct to call what he did finance, but it was certainly not the job he told her he expected to get while he was in school. He was in decent shape, and had short black hair, framed by a razor thin black chinstrap. She knew he was waiting for her to get home so they could get ready. Tonight they were going gambling. The thought of it was making her teeth chatter.

Emma pictured here.