The 200-Year Bride Swap
THIS 200-YR SWAP?
My phone pings about ten minutes later, as I’m licking the cheese sauce off a spoon. It’s a series of emojis, from the full-on crying and the red-faced devil ones to the swearing and the poo emojis. I’ll take that as a yes, then.
WHO? I text back, with at least four question marks.
He sends back a photo of a beautiful dark-haired girl that must be around my age. She has big brown eyes and that slightly upturned nose that’s distinctive to the fairies.