I went to city hall ready to marry the love of my life, only to be told I was already someone else’s husband! I’d never been married. The truth unraveled a day later in my boss’s office, when his phone rang — and I recognized the name.
I stood in front of my parents’ graves holding a small velvet box.
The grass was still wet from the night before, and the cemetery smelled like earth and rain.
“I’m going to ask her,” I said to the headstones. “I’m finally doing it.”