p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="c78364f33cc21c43fd8ad6cc19fe3f84""I choose to go with you." I said. "Great!" She said happily. I'm really glad she's happy. "Just wait one sec! I need to take care of something. As she walked away. Then she came back and whispered something in my ear. I was shocked. This is what she said, "The priest at our wedding wasn't a real priest. He never got his license. I planed it his way but I never told Sun. I think it's time to tell him." And she ran off again. A few minutes later she was back. "Okay. Believe it or not he's cool with it!" "Yay" I said. "But do we really have to run away?" I asked. "Now that I told Sun, there's really no reason for us to runaway." I almost screamed I was so excited! "I'm glad! I really didn't want to run away." "And then just like old times we walked over to Bumbleby's. We never did get to go there after that night. I ordered Tuna for Blake and a Pasta for myself. After that we went back to Beacon./p
