...I was introduced by Alice St. Clair to the most extraordinary man in the world. Finally, since he'd disappeared after I'd first seen him play George Bailey in a community theater production of It's a Wonderful Life and I'd had my I'm-going-to-marry-him-one-day psychic experience two months prior. Alice and I walked in to the Rose Garden where he was working and I thought, Of course! I don't know why I hadn't checked there before. Probably because I was living the life of a recluse at the time and usually didn't venture too far from my apartment if it wasn't necessary; I'd come in contact with some bona fide wierdos so I was playing it safe. Anyway, our first meeting was nothing short of magical. I ordered and he served me Red Rose black tea in a brown mug. I may or may not have gotten a refill. Nothing in the way of small talk - just our names, really, and those were delivered by Alice - but I knew that something monumental had been accomplished that evening, and it was easily the best Valentine's Day to date.
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