Not
a Fairy Tale
Once
upon a time
a
girl kissed her boyfriend
goodbye
in Pennsylvania,
boarded
a plane for the first time
and
flew to Wyoming to visit
her
sister for the summer.
She
looked up churches
in
the yellow pages and found
one
with a youth pastor.
It
must have youth.
So
she went to First Baptist.
A
guest choir sang that night.
As
the music played, she noticed
one
long-haired dude in the audience
clapping
along with enthusiasm.
He
was the only one,
in
the hundreds of people
who
clapped.
They
worked in children’s ministry
and
fell in love over the summer.
When
she went back to Pennsylvania,
she
dreamed of her two loves side by side.
She
chose the Wyomingite.
She
broke up with her boyfriend.
She
dated the western dude
long
distance two years,
until
they finally got married.
And
they lived
happily
ever after.
Well, close enough.
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