“Dad, how did you propose to Mom?” asked Tessa, browsing the album.
“The sky turned a pale gold as the sun set beyond the hills. Clouds passed above us, their reflection clear in the still lake. While your mother stood mesmerized, I got down on one knee, and popped the question.”
“Wow! That must have been quite romantic, Mom,” said Tessa, as her father went into the kitchen.
“Tell you a secret?” whispered her mom.
“He actually proposed at the diner where we had our first date, at sunset, but he loves to imagine a more romantic setting.”
(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason,
25th October, 2017)