The house looked the same as it always did.
Sally was an excellent housekeeper, not that she had to be, seeing as he was always willing to help her out, and it was obvious in how immaculate their home always looked. The floors were always polished, not a dish was left in the sink, and even the walls looked like they'd been scrubbed down. He knew that people thought that Sally was a flake, but one thing was for certain: if she had an idea, she would do whatever it took to get it that way. Not only that, but because of her job, she knew the virtue of cleanliness. A place for everything and everything in its place, right?
He placed his finger in his jacket pocket, and fingered the little velvet box inside. He'd finally done it. The ring was bought, a gorgeous pink diamond (because he would never live it down if he'd bought her a regular diamond) and it was just itching to be where it belonged -- on her finger.
Oddly enough, he was calmer than he thought he'd be. After how many years of indirect questions and gestures, and finally, finally, he'd gone out. Charlie and Rerun had had to help of course, and Marcie was good too in helping to calm him down, but this was it. No one could help him here. It was all on his own now.
Who knew that she would wear him down? Clearly, it'd taken longer than anyone had expected but hey, 14 years goes by quickly...or something. Yeah, he had no excuses, and he knew that everyone was finally excited about this. He also knew Sally would pissed she was the last to know but hey, he wasn't perfect. At least this way, he knew her mom was already looking at locales and all sorts of wedding things that he didn't even want to know about. It was easier to just show up, smile and nod.
Eventually, Sally was ready, and they headed off for a nice dinner, followed by going to the Boston Commons. Sally had been trying to for years to get him to ride in the swan boats...maybe today, he'd cave.
Linus Van Pelt
Peanuts
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Sally Brown
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