Kylie bit her lip and raised her sculpted eyebrows. “What are we doing here?”
“Come find out.” He opened the door and got out.
He waited for Kylie to join him on the other side of the car; he locked her arm around his and proceeded towards the entrance of Rock Woods Park.
“What are we doing here?” Kylie asked again reading the sign.
“I wanted to show you something.” Mark led her a little ways down the path. When he heard a gasp escape her lips, he knew she saw it. He unlocked his arm from hers and slowed his pace. He watched Kylie walked over the twisted, odd-looking, yet hauntingly beautiful tree. Gone was all the trash and debris, replaced by a small white picket fence surrounded the area and a gold sign in the ground. Kylie leaned closer to read the inscription. Our journey begins here. M.S. and K.S. forever.
He watched her as she tried to decipher the last part of the message.
“Our journey?” she asked turning to face.
“Yes, in this place you opened my eyes. So I couldn’t a more significant place than this.”
“This is all wonderful, it is Mark, but those are not my initials.”
“Well, we can fix that too.” Mark said kneeling on one knee in front of her.
“Oh my God,” Kylie clasped her hands over her mouth.
He reached into his pocket, produced a tiny black velvet box. He casually popped it open. “Kylie Thomson will you do me the ultimate honor of becoming my wife?”
Mark looked up into her eyes as tears flowed down her face.
“Oh Mark,” she whispered. “Yes, Oh my God, Yes!”
“Yes?” He sounded shocked.
“Yes,” she said with more confidence.
Mark stood up, took the three-carat canary yellow diamond ring with platinum setting out of the box, and slipped it on her finger. With the ring in its proper place, Mark picked up his new fiancée and swung her around. There was no feeling in the world, save probably the birth of his first child, that could top this moment.
“I love you, Kylie.”
“I love you too, Mark”
Their embrace rivaled the most the strongest union and shake the foundations of true love to its moral core. They stared into each other eyes, lost in the infinite bounds of their love.
Mark held her face. Kylie’s smile beamed up at him.
“I love your smile.”