Marriage That Begins In Hell Starts With A Good Time

What else is there to say? On that fateful night, our eyes met across the campfire at the bonfire birthday for Eva Hattie's mother (age being celebrated not disclosed out of respect). Eva Hattie was in her pajamas and getting ready to turn in for the night, James was trying to keep his fingers from freezing off and wondering what he was doing there. Over VERY cold drinks, while carefully maintaining a 6-foot distance, the two make polite small talk under the moonlight. A snowy nine-mile trek around Ann Arbor for a first date soon after sealed the deal. So now, after numerous orders of mojitos and plantains, a full round of COVID vaccinations, and countless hours on the Dominic's back patio trying to teach Eva Hattie how to play cards, here we are!