Tall Husband proposed to me in Paris but we were later married in Texas on one of those stormy Houston days with all the streets flooding. I was in the ladies' room at the office when there was frantic pounding at the door.
"Just a moment!" I said tersely.
Then came a male voice, "Hurry, don't you want to get married?"
I shot back, "Yes, who is it?"
Tall Husband, I really did know it was you.
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