Life presents us some perfect moments it would be a sin to ignore. Bud, my husband of fifty-four years, and I were walking across a parking lot on a drizzly day when Bud noticed my boot lace was flopping. “Tie your shoe!”
“I’ll tie it when I get inside. I’m not standing in the rain to tie it,” I spouted.
“Stop! You’re gonna break your dang neck! I’ll tie it!”. He dropped to his knee on the wet pavement to tie it just as two men walked by.
“No,” I protested. “I won’t marry you! Now get up.”
They burst into laughter as they passed us.