Our Adventure
Linda's twin sister will recount the love story as it was handed down to her:
"Picture this: Davis, California. Fields of endless grass and cows. A lone wanderer wandering the street lamp-less roads on an empty belly under the beating sun. She wipes the sweat off her brow, suffering from the 75 degrees Fahrenheit weather that she must endure (she despises the "heat"). In the distance, she sees the emblem--a purple, white bell that rings in her heart. Alas, sustenance. Alas, Taco Bell. She makes her way inside. The line, though long, is nothing compared to her journey thus far. Her eyes graze the menu, falling on a beloved, hearty and slightly less non-nutritious Crunchwrap Supreme. Yet, she does not look on in awe, alone. For, in line with her is a fellow wanderer, a man, whose eyes, too, are set on the Crunchwrap Supreme. They turn to each other and lock eyes.
'Crunchwrap Supreme?' She asks, incredulously.
'Crunchwrap Supreme.' He nods, decisively.
And the rest is history."
For all the days along the way