We're Getting Married

It was the Henniker Community School’s 7th grade semi-formal when Sam’s mom announced “they’re going to get married some day”. Naturally, everyone thought “that’s crazy they’re just kids”. Well, it seems as if Michelle got the last laugh after all!

Sam had been planning to propose for months. Weeks of sneaking to Portsmouth Jewelers and smuggling ring sizers into our microscopic apartment had finally paid off. We had planned an afternoon of apple picking and cider flights at Gould Hill Farm, but as we pulled in Sam realized there wasn’t a single apple left on the trees. Under the guise of getting a better look at the breathtaking view, he convinced me to take a walk through the barren orchard. About 5 minutes into this, I decided it was time for cider and doughnuts and turned to walk back towards the barn. Sam asked where I was going and I turned around to find him on one knee and asked me to be his wife. I had dreamed of this moment for years. I had rehearsed my reaction. I knew what I would say. What came out was “are you serious right now?”, “are you for real?” “are you actually asking?”. After about a minute of me babbling on like this Sam, still on the ground, said “are you going to say yes?”. Well, we all know my answer now. It was a perfect day.