At McClure's Orchard, I was told one of the horses was loose and we needed to help look for it.
"But I have my pretty boots on," I said.
She said, "I have rubber boots in my car. You can wear those."
"That horse isn't lost. There's someone on it. Who is that?" "I think it's your main squeeze," she said.
"Honey, let's go over here and have a talk," he said.
"YES!!!" I said with eyes stinging and laughter and kisses to the most beautiful, handsome, funniest, kindest man.
The cork was popped.
Cats were let out of bags.
Happiness was everywhere.
So was the sparkle.
And we are now engaged and on our way to live happily ever after.
XOXO. I love you tons, Aaron McCoart.