We’re getting married!

Once upon a time, there were two flight students who lived in the magical land of Pensacola, FL. The young man in this story was a mere 23 years old who hailed from Naperville, Illinois. The older woman was 28 years old and from Ravenna, TX. The two were unlikely to meet if not for their mutual love for country line dancing. On the evening they were to meet, it was a particularly warm night at the highly respected establishment of Wild Greg’s Saloon. Many a flight student were present because what else was there to do. It was fairly early in the evening but the lady had already grown bored with the nights events and had decided to read a book on her phone. Unbeknownst to her, a young lad had noticed her activity and chose at that particular time to approach her. “Are you reading in a bar?” He asked politely. “Yes.” She answered pointedly, because few women like to be disturbed when they are reading. “What is it called?” He asked, probing gently. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” She answered, again rather pointedly. But she grew pity on the young lad and returned a question to him. “Can you lead?” “I’m working on it.” He replied with a cute look.