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This is one of my entries for the 2018 Summerward Vacation Postcard Contest. It was chosen as 3rd place public vote winner.
Dear Dad,
Get ready to gloat.
Ben and I caught the Mariner/Marlin game last night while we were in Miami. Just as it was getting started, the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen sat in the seat next to mine. After my second beer, I finally found the balls to initiate a conversation.
Once we started talking, I quickly became smitten and completely lost interest in the game. My entire focus rested solely on Bella and learning all about her.
In fact, I was so captivated by the brown-eyed beauty that I didn't even realize we were projected on the stadium's video boards until Ben nudged me with his elbow.
Imagine my surprise to find Bella and I spotlighted on the Kiss Cam.
After rubbing a hand through my hair, I glanced over at Bella and found her looking nervously my way.
Dad, I don't know if it was the four beers I had consumed over the course of the night or just the thought of never seeing her again that gave me the courage to do what I did next.
Instead of leaning over and giving her a simple peck, I pulled her to me and kissed the hell out of her.
The crowd went wild and so did my heart.
Now I understand what you meant all these years when you said I would just know.
I know, Dad. And it's her.
See you soon,
Edward