James and Ruth stood outside in the
cold air. They met 5 years ago, at their college Christmas party, and
it felt like yesterday. Ruth laid her head on James' shoulder, almost
purring as John stroked her hair. “So, Ruth, I have something to
ask you.” She looked up at him, expectantly. “What, another
mini-vacation?” He chuckled, shaking his head. “No, this is
something better.” He pulled out a small blue police box and handed
it to her. Ruth took it, and opened the flip top to find a ring and a
note, which said “Will you be my companion?”
15 years ago
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