 | On a warm May evening, Duke asked me where we should go out for dinner. I named a few places and we couldn't decide. Then Duke mentioned that he was in the mood for Chinese. I said yes and we went to PF Chang. What I didn't know what that this dinner would be different. We had dinner and I left our booth for a moment. As I returned to the table, Duke stopped me and said that our waiter asked him something. He wanted me to translate it because the waiter said it in Spanish. I was thinking to myself, ''why would the waiter be asking him anything?'' After the third time, Duke repeated once again, 'Quieres casarte conmigo?'' Which translates to Will you marry me? And he got down on bended knee and proposed. And of course, I said YES! |