We held the elevator in our building for them as they struggled with groceries, a stroller and a sleeping toddler. "Isn't that
the couple you wrote about that New Years' Eve," my husband whispered when we got off on our floor. By God, it was! It appears from the gold bands on their fingers that they are married now, and their little boy is about two years old. We weren't wrong that night.
The "Choose Love" balloon in Freemans Alley
How wonderful that your paths crossed again, and they were together and still in love.
ReplyDeleteNow that is the kind of story I long to hear these days. I hope that they still have plenty of heat...
ReplyDeleteoh, happy story. I had not read the prequel before which was like having desire poured over me.
ReplyDeleteAh, sweet young love. It's like a poem and a prayer.
ReplyDeleteHow cool that you got to see them again and update their story, at least in your own mind (and on your blog)!
ReplyDeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteWhat a happy story to tell.
ReplyDeleteChoose Love Every Time. How wonderful that you were able to see this couple again. It is true that the world is smaller than we think. At least in certain realms. I feel the love...
ReplyDeleteLove!
ReplyDeleteThis is THE BEST!
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