She said, 'Okay.'

I asked her on New Year's day in the sculpture park as we stood between two giant bronze hearts festooned with hands, faces and handtools. She said Okay in a faint voice.

Afterward, we stood there a while and listened to the rain fall on my umbrella.

The wedding's on April 12. You might get invited, if you're good.

#   Posted 2008-01-07 12:41:00 UTC; last changed 2008-01-06 01:19:00 UTC