Ashley and I were coming home from an all-day shopping trip. Shopping of furniture, clothes, and other needed items for moving out of our apartment and moving into the homes of our fiancés.
"Hey, Cecilia," Ashley said.
"Yes," I said.
"I was just thinking about my wedding," Ashley said.
"What about your wedding?" I asked.
"Can you please be my maid of honor?" Ashley pleaded.
"Yes, I will be honor to be your maid of honor, but you have to do something in return."
"What is it that you want in return?"
"To be my maid of honor at my wedding?"
"Sure," Ashley said.
Then there was comfortable silence between us, before Ashley said, "Watch out?"
Then it dawn on me that she said to watch where I was going. Before I could stop or turn, we got hit by a passing car that ran the stop sign and that is all I remember before I lost consciousness.