We passed several boutiques and restaurants none in which we ate at. Minutes turned into hours it seemed as we road down an endless highway.
I grabbed his hand and rubbed them sensitively and asked," Phillip where are we going ?" And he smiled at me and said," To a Cabin where you will be spoiled like a queen.
I grinned and just looked out the window. I took this time as a time to ask personal questions.
" So where are your from "
" Boston "
I smiled and asked another ,
" what do you like to do with your spare time ? "
" Fish , and boxing and I dance at The Alvin Ailey Dance Company."
I was astonished he danced just like I did. We had a lot in common but I didn't exactly feel like I knew him got him.
I had only asked him 2 questions and it already seemed as if he was annoyed or bored with me.
I exhaled loudly and then he spoke again ," what's wrong baby."* " Baby. ? " * I thought to myself
Then I spoke again ," Nothing I just don't feel as if you are interested in me."
He replied," I am totally into you and in going to prove it."
I asked ," how ? "
He said ," will you marry me ? "
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A Living Fancy
AksiMany stories matter. Stories have been used to dispossess and to malign. But stories can also be used to empower, and to humanize. Stories can break the dignity of humanity. But stories can also repair that broken dignity of being A Living Fancy.