The day I saw Maria was ten days before Valentine’s Day. And since I had already secretly claimed her as my bride, I figured I’d better let her get to know me. You know that feeling where you don’t know what to do with yourself? Everything reminds you of that person. A painting, a sunset, children playing, a couple holding hands, a paperclip, my wristwatch, everything. Yet thinking about them just isn’t enough; you just need to do something, anything.
