Five womenshare stories of what they did at a dating crossroads — when they needed to marryormoveon
I took a bus to meet Daniel. We’d made plans for him to meet me at the bus stop. When I saw him in person for the first time, at night, standing under a lamp post, I stopped in my tracks. There was a lot to take in: Daniel was wearing a long brown overcoat, a maroon tie with orange circles, and navy shoes. His moustache grew into his mouth, which made him look as if he didn’t have lips.
When we sat down and talked, I could tell that he was such a nice guy. A real mensch, but a question was niggling at the back of my brain all night. Finally, I blurted out: “If we get married, can I choose your clothes?”
He took it in stride. “Sure, just don’t make me look crazy.”
Yeah, wouldn’t want that, I thought to myself sarcastically.
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