By the time you read this post, Heartgirl and I will be married.
Or at least enroute. Edit: 10:47PM – Married
Passed her green eyes three years ago exiting a bar downtown. Asked WM to introduce us.
Me: Logan. (shaking her hand) Well look at us – we’re like ships in the night; you’re stepping in, I’m stepping out. We’d have lovely children, you and I, what with my looks and your brains. They’d be a shoe-in for the ivy league.
Her: What? (laughing) Then stay.
Me: Can’t. Got an appointment to keep. But New York’s a small town – ships in the night, yeah?