Once upon a time there was a handome boy from Idaho and a lovely girl from Nevada. After many Sundays attending church together and the boy hanging out with the girl's family, they each discovered that the other existed (How were they so blind?). Well, they met and they fell in love even though some would say their first date was a disaster and would wonder how this love came to be. But it did and there were many good times ahead. One particular day, however, was very special: Valentine's Day. Around 4 o'clock that day, the boy called the girl and told a dirty lie. He tricked her into thinking that he was having car trouble and that she would need to pick him up for their date. So she arrived at his home and knocked on the door. Waiting axiously she saw him open the door, holding roses, accented with her favorite color. She hugged him with glee which grew when she discovered a candle-lit dinner for two in the front room and the smell of Italian food tickled her nose. She smiled, speechless at this amazing boy who was giving her the best, most thoughtful Valentine's Day ever. Well, the evening progressed as they talked, and laughed and enjoyed each other's company. They ate and they danced and then they opened presents. The boy first then the girl. The girl ripped open the wrapping paper, and saw something familiar...two hand-prints side by side but there was something the girl new wasn't supposed to be there: "forever?" The girl began to open the paper so that all the words were showing-"Will you hold my hand forver?". The girl sat, surprised, exited, speechless. She looked at the boy and smiled. They embraced. Then the boy got down on his knee and hugging her haround the waist, gazing into her eyes he said, "Peaches, will you marry me?" She said "Yes!" as he slipped a tiny, georgeous diamond ring around her finger. It was a dream come true and so much more...
(Please forgive my corniness)
(Please forgive my corniness)
