Please Marry Me!

maggie

Jill answered the phone. It was Jack.

"Jill, will you marry me next week?"

"What?"

Jack repeated his question.

"Of course not," she replied. She wondered why he was asking her that question. They had already agreed that when people get married, they immediately start to take each other for granted. They don't do the "little things" like opening the car door or holding hands. They get too comfortable. They treat their partner like an old shoe. And eventually, they get bored with each other and get divorced.

"We already agreed that we don't want to get married because we don't want to get divorced."

Jack agreed. But he argued that they were special. They were different from other couples. They loved each other too much to end up in a divorce.

"Yes, that may be true. But still, why next week? Why can't we think about it for another year or two?"

"Because I had two dreams the last two nights. In both dreams, you left me for another man. In fact, you left me for two different men. I want to get married now so I don't have these dreams anymore."

"Hmm. What did these men look like?"