a love story
Atop the Empire State Building this past Sunday, she stood leaning and gazing at the city of New York. "Do you love me?" he whispered in her ear from behind. "Yes I love you," was her reply. "How much do you love me?" He was more persistent than usual, taken by the sight of his beloved taking in the view of the world from the top of it all. She responded that she loved him very much. "Do you love me enough to marry me?" His question seemed to pull the curtain on the scene. She turned around to look at him. Was he...
She was turned around and facing him when he dropped to his knees. The jacket, the bottled water, the umbrella were all discarded litter about him. His hand held only one thing: a box which he opened. "Will you marry me?" A ring inside. After a few blinks of the eyes, her response: "Um... yes!"
