“I proposed to her,” I finally admit, something I don’t usually share with anyone. “She said no.” “The raccoon?” I guffaw a laugh and Rose’s eyes sparkle with delight. “Such a shame. I would have loved to come to the wedding.” “You could have been the officiant.” “Even better.” “The only caveat is that it would have been circus themed, so you’d have needed a clown costume.” “Sign me the fuck up.”
