I Proposed to My Girlfriend From Prison
Several years ago on Valentine’s Day, I was sitting in my cell when I remembered it was my cousin’s birthday. When I gave him a ring, he was getting his hair braided at the salon. As we talked I heard a woman’s voice in the background. Her voice made me feel strange, but in a good way.
“Who is that?” I asked.
“My hair stylist,” he answered, handing her the phone.
When she said hello, I knew she was the women I would marry.
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We talked for a few, and she said she had heard a lot about me from my cousin. I asked her if she had room for a new friend in her life, and also if she was single. She said yes, she had room. And yes, she was single.
