I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy with sleep. Furthermore, I want you teasing and provocative, somber and thoughtful. Furthermore, I want every emotion, every mood, every year in a lifetime to come. Furthermore, I want you beside me, to encourage and argue with me, to help me and let me help you. Furthermore, I want to be your champion and lover, your mentor and student.

The Bridal Season