O.k. I admit it. I have that little bit of Texas twang when I speak. I fought it for a while, given that I was a speech major, but it's still there and it leaps out from time to time. And it's one of those things that Marty loves about me. I love that.
I was talking with him on the phone tonight and said something to the effect that he might be reconsidering marrying me since I've been a bit difficult. He said that he hasn't yet. He said that there have been times he might have be concerned, but that when he hears my Texas twang it melts him. And that melted me. Sometimes it's just the little things.
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