She asked if they could get married in that beautiful inn by the river in his hometown. He answered with a smile, and with another question. “Would you marry me right now?”, he asked, and I remember it well. She said, “It’s Saturday, you silly!”, and she could not imagine what was about to happen. He takes this ring out of his pocket, a ring that was just perfect for her, and puts it in her hands. I could swear it felt like time stood still, and that she didn’t breath for 15 minutes. “What’s that?”; “What do you think it is?”. He smiled again, that same smile that she is so used to, and that always makes her world, no matter where, feel like home. No, it wasn’t a joke, he said. She laughed, the most joyful laughter the world has ever heard. Yes, she forgot to answer his question. So he asked her, “Are you going to answer my question, or just leave me hanging?”. She didn’t have to. He’s always known what would be her answer when it came to that, but she did anyway.