“How could I not? The love of my life just asked me to marry him, while at the same time saying yes to my proposal. Oh and Sam cried as he held me in his arms.” Max continued. “I think you mean the sunset, little buddy.” I correct. “Sam got down on one knee and everything, he was so dashing in the glow of the falling fireball.” Max sighs out. “It was a bizarre, romantic coincidence.” I say as I turn back to preparing some food. Sybil does a double take at the both of us. “We somehow proposed to each other at the exact same time.” I explain. I hold my hand up, showing off my engagement ring. She looks more lost than a sock at a laundry room convention. “But you just implied that YOU proposed!” Sybil exclaimed as she points at him.“Which is also right.” I answer. “Yes and that’s correct!” Max answers cryptically. “Wait, but Sam just implied that he proposed?” Sybil asked. Sybil then stood up abruptly from the chair she was seated in.”That means Sam proposed! Aw, Sam you sly dog! Tell me how-!” “What make you think that I didn’t propose?” Max asked, trying (and failing) to hide the fact that he was on the verge of laughing.

“Oh, right! Max sent me a picture of him wearing a ring.” Sybil pointed out reasonably. “What makes you think it was Max?” I asked, trying to hide a smile that is forming on my face. I turned around from the kitchen counter were I was preparing food. “Ok, spill! How did you propose, Max?” Sybil asked, ready to hear all the romantic details.

Sam and max wedding