Friday, September 28, 2007

Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall, Who’s The Most Gorgeous of All?

Another instance where William was unbelievably gracious enough to assist me with one of my crazy ideas: I purchased that special chalk that writes on windows again and wrote an encrypted, short love note in French for you. One morning you woke up, dragged your feet to the bathroom, and were met with a glowing letter only you could understand. It defined in the most extraordinary terms I could muster that what you saw in the reflection was the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen, the love of my life.

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