Driving down the road and I look to the passenger seat, James is next me holding a piece of paper. Looking very intensely at it he reaches forward to turn down the radio. "Have you thought of any names for the guest list?" He says. I look at him dreamly realizing what Ethel paper in his hand is. We're getting married. It's not what I thought I wanted but in that moment I feel my heart swell and my lips start to crack. I look back to the road and start considering names. I never answer his question, I just stare blankly between him and the road. Until he grabs my hand and says "Don't worry about it now we still have time."