They were standing on the dock where they’d met. It was
the same time of year, Kristin thought. The sun was even in the same place as when
she’d first seen Sam. She closed her eyes and inhaled, feeling Sam take her
hand suddenly. She opened her eyes and saw him on his knees, small, black box in
hand, open and showing a glittering ring. Kristin’s free hand went to her
mouth; she was speechless. Before either of them could say anything, a boat roared
by, sending its crashing wake over the dock and sending the ring into the sea.
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