Lauri rushed us out the door after the Good Friday service, as we were trying to make our dinner reservations. "What time did we reserve for?" I asked. "7:30," he replied. As it wasn't yet 7:00 I thought we were being a bit too hasty, but I said nothing.We strolled through downtown from the church to the restaurant. Lauri quietly spoke of his childhood. He normally speaks nostalgically, so I thought nothing of it. He suddenly plopped us down on a bench in the square. I complained about a pain in my side. Without missing a beat, he asked me three questions: Will you accompany me tomorrow to buy a ring for our engagement? Will you honor me by agreeing to marry me? Will you take this brooch as a token?
I had barely responded in the affirmative when an adolescent gypsy boy approached and asked us where a certain street was. Lauri said he didn't know, but the boy persisted, and as he was doing this Lauri felt a tug on his satchel. He turned around and told the boy's friends that there was no money in there. They left as quickly as they came. It all happened rather quickly, and I was thinking, why is this happening now? We just got engaged and someone tried to rob us? The nerve!
We quickly recovered and decided we'd better leave the square to avoid any more unwanted encounters. We had a lovely dinner (duck for me, steak for him), complemented with slivovice, Australian shiraz, and hot chocolate with Bailey's. When we returned to Lauri's house we had a bottle of wine with his parents and then capped it off with some Napoleon brandy. We laughed and talked and called our families. It was a jolly evening.
5 comments:
Hooray! We are so thankful for you both and for the prospect of another Christian home. Anna, your post reminds me of handwritten stories on lined paper which would appear here and there around our house after one of your visits. Except, of course, that the tale is true . . . xxoo
Great story, except, man, I gotta say...you were really getting happy with the beverages. But the occasion called for it, I suppose.
Yeah, we were in a celebratory mood for sure.
anna, when will you blog again???
anna-I loved the story...such a memory :-)
I was laughing so hard at the part where you said "the nerve of them to attempt a robbery while you were getting engaged!!" I can even picture how you look when you were thinking that!! Can't wait till september!!
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