Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Chapter One - A Strange Proposal

On a fine spring day in Houston about 7 years ago, The Queen and I were on our way to the beach.

Already deeply in love, both recently divorced, we had already figured out who we wanted to spend the rest of our lives with. (Or at least the next few years) The Queen turns to me, “I think we should go away together. Just the two of us.”

“Where do you want to go?”

“I want to take another Windjammer cruise. You want to go?”

After about a millisecond of thought. “Alright,” I said. “When?”

And we were off!


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