Jenna & Tony

It was during a date in Park City that Jenna knew that Tony was different from the other guys she had dated. They spent most of their time perusing the art galleries on Main Street. They meandered through the halls of artwork, taking a few extra minutes to stand and study when a certain piece caught their eye, moving on when they wanted.  They weren’t too strict on staying within arms distance of each other, either.  Sometimes Tony would linger behind while Jenna pressed forward and sometimes Jenna would stop while Tony continued.

To someone observing them from a distance, it may have looked like a grand dance.  The partners moving around each other in great arcs, sometimes big ones, sometimes smaller ones; at times they were far apart, but an invisible pull would bring them closer and closer together until they were inches, or maybe millimeters, away from touching, and they would separate again; occasionally they would look at each other, taking their cues off the other’s lead, but at other times they wouldn’t even have to look to know that the other was making the right moves.

When Jenna stopped for an especially long time in front of one piece, Tony stopped beside her and said, “You must really like trees and water.” It wasn’t until he said it that she realized that almost all of the pictures that caught her eye were of trees or water or both. It was the first time in Jenna’s life that she got the feeling that someone knew her better than she knew herself, that someone was paying attention to the details. And it convinced her that Tony was someone worth paying attention to.

She wasn’t paying much attention to him a few months later, though, because she was in Washington, D.C., and he was in Orlando, Florida, or so she thought. They had talked about marriage by this point, and Tony had even asked her to marry him, but he had done it over the phone and she told him that if he wanted to marry her then he would have to ask in person. But since she was visiting family over the summer and he was working on his photography business, it was going to have to wait until they were together again in the fall.

But Tony had different plans. He was in Washington, D.C., too, and he had conspired with Jenna’s family to bring her to the Lincoln Memorial, where he would call her and ask her to marry him over the phone again. When she said that he had to ask in person, he would come out from behind the statue, get down on one knee, and pop the question. Only, Jenna was having a massive migraine and wasn’t in the mood to chat. She answered his call, but told him she would call him back later and hung up.

Undaunted, he emerged from behind the memorial and proceeded with his plan. Through tears, she said yes. She should have known by now that Tony is the kind of guy that can surprise you if you aren’t paying attention to him. But she had a lifetime to make sure that didn’t happen again.