" A day after returning from the Otago expedition and a week-long road-trip home in our 1957 Landrover ... we were driving down Ferry Road after selling the furs. I'd been silent when I decided to act on my thoughts gained in the courage of walking alone.
"So", I began, offhandedly, crunching my way up to second gear, "Want to get married?".
There was a silence for a moment, inside which I admit to feeling like a damn fool.
"Yeah, alright," she grinned, not even turning her head.
I smiled, shoved the Brit into third gear and stepped on the gas.
And who says romance is dead? "
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Quem diria !!
Plantar uma árvore, ler um livro e conduzir um LR. É o que não podemos deixar de fazer.
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