like it. I already knew the answer;
her friends had told me she’d say
yes. It’s like being in Congress. You
know you have the votes before you
go to the floor, but it’s still difficult
because anything could happen. I
didn’t know how to do it, all I knew
was I wanted it to be perfect, so I
waited until we were standing
outside McDonald’s. Then I
mustered up all of my courage and
turned to her.
“Hey, Valentine’s Day is
coming up, and I was wondering,
would you be my valentine?”
“Yes. I’ll be your valentine.”
And then, under the golden