I don’t know if I’ve ever written about how Steve and I met. We were in our junior year of high school, but we went to different schools. We went to the same youth group every Wednesday night, each with our own group of friends. One day, I get an email from him… he told me that I was beautiful and he wanted to get to know me. Then at the end he put “PS. cute feet.”
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