So, when I had just met my new husband, Jonathan, my friend Hannah and I stopped by a journal meeting to visit our friend Camilla. Jonathan was a member of the journal as well. He recognized me and came over to ask me to do a survey for a class he was taking. He was fairly friendly, mostly because we had already met, had had several lengthy conversations, and had a date set up.
After the journal meeting was over, Hannah, Camilla and I walked back to Camilla's house. Hannah told me she disapproved of Jonathan. Due to my lack of social graces and introduction-making skills, she was unaware that I knew him and found him ridiculously buddy-buddy for a stranger. When Camilla told her I had a date with Jonathan set up, Hannah felt bad about her (justified, given what she knew) assumptions. I assured her it was all right: It was entirely my fault for not introducing them.
"Anyway, we're just going on a date. It's not like I'm going to marry him or anything."
Funny! The first time I met Nick I thought I could marry him. But then I tried to break up with him two weeks later (which didn't really take). Clearly those Reddoch boys are more enchanting than we realized at the time.
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ReplyDeleteI LOVE this story! Do you remember how hard I laughed when Hannah found out the truth? Good times.
ReplyDeleteBut you GO TO BYU!!!!! dating=marriage ;)
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YAY RACHEL!!!!
If it makes you feel better, I wanted to marry you by then.
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