The Last Yes
Before he could finish, my hand flew to his mouth, silencing him.
Seeing him on his knees, swearing his love, my heart skipped a beat.
To match his 66 proposals, I had a friend whip up 66 'forgiveness cards'.
I warned him, "If you actually run through all these cards, I'm out of here!"
Five years into our marriage, Walter locked those cards away like they were made of gold, scared I would cash one in on a whim.
However, his childhood sweetheart came back from abroad. Just like that, in one year, he burned through sixty-three.