How two strangers became us
We met on a rainy Tuesday in a little bookshop on Fillmore Street, both reaching for the last copy of the same novel. Julian offered to flip a coin for it; Amara suggested we share a pot of tea and read it together instead. We have been turning the pages side by side ever since.
Five years, two apartments, one very opinionated rescue dog and a great many slow Sunday mornings later, Julian proposed at the top of the orchard hill where we now cannot wait to be married. Thank you for being part of our story.
“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”