|Image copyright: Marie Gail Stratford|
The simplest of things in life brought me the greatest joy. Watching the rains while drinking a cup of steaming masala tea, the sound of water dripping outside the windows, greasy Chinese food, the smile on his face that made his eyes crinkle deep in the corners.
It was on a rainy afternoon after having Chinese takeaway that he did the unexpected. As he made fun of me for the mess I made while handling the chopsticks, I failed to notice the ring.
Looking into my eyes and taking in my ketchup stained T-shirt, he asked, "Would you be mine?"
This drabble is written for Friday Fictioneers- 25th July for the above photo prompt.