The Spark

“Really?”

I nodded.

“Are you sure? I know the bachelorette party was after Labor Day, but I don’t remember exactly when.”

“I checked the date on the picture I took of you. It was the morning after we’d stayed up all night. The date was October first.”

“Wow. So a year ago today. That seems like a lifetime ago.” She smirked and wrapped her arms around my neck. “You’ve been crushing on me a long time, then.”

I smiled. “Damn straight. You might’ve disappeared on me, but I couldn’t stop thinking about you. For a long time I couldn’t understand why that was. But it all makes sense now. I couldn’t let you go, because I wasn’t supposed to. We were meant to be.”