I apologize. I am having a hard time remembering what happened next. And Jake does not recall our courtship, although it has been twenty-seven years. It really feels like yesterday, so why don't we remember? Yeah yeah yeah everyone, including you, is growing older. I want this re-telling to be as accurate as possible, and so today I will search my old journals to hopefully piece together what actually happened.
In the meanwhile to appease my readers, I found a song that reminded me of what I felt Jake was trying to say to me at the table in the chow hall.
Please accept this bit of something real until I write part two this weekend.