Out on the median in the middle of the street I met a boy named Corey--cute, funny, sweet. I'd forgotten to grab my college ID on the way out, so he promised to vouch for me when we went back inside.
A five-minute conversation, a flash of the baby blues, and I was hooked for life.
Nearly 9 years later we're married. The minute he leaves, no matter where he's going or for how long, I start thinking about when I'll see him again.
Last night was our 2nd wedding anniversary, so I came down to Denver and we painted the town red.
What's better than palling around with your best friend? Especially if that best friend happens to be good-looking.
Glad you had a good anniversary night.And it all began with a fire drill. . Congratulations and lots of love to you two.
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