Aug 14, 2006 16:28
Well you see it all began when we were just friends, my fiance, that is. Her name was Emma. We met at an auction at my church. That's when I used to go to church, I don't have a church anymore. She was there with a friend of hers, Daria, I could never forget that name.
We were both bidding on the same item. I believe it was a crystal vase. It would have gone perfectly on my dining room table. We fought back and forth for a while until she didn't have enough money anymore. After wards, she hunted me down and offered to buy the vase from me. This vase, however, was worth more than money. I shrugged, then I thought for a while and I finally presented my plan to her. I told her I would sacrifice the vase for her name and dinner next friday. She smiled in agreement and I was immediately taken under and my heart pounded as we made plans.