
"I remember the first time that I knew I loved him and I was going to spend the rest of my life with him. We were driving down some back road in Utah, and we stopped at a light in front of an old water park, and he looked to the left to make a turn. And at that moment, I knew. And that night he kissed me for the first time."
"But you said he looked left. Weren’t you sitting on his right?"
"Yeah, I was looking at the back of his head. Not quite as romantic, is it?"
Published on May 09, 2014 07:02