Soon, everyone was in the kitchen eating breakfast. Allison and I sat
next to eachother. I rested my hand on her knee. Suddenly Mrs. Iraheta
cleared her throat. "So, Allison, did you remember anything else?" she
asked. Allison nodded. "A song that me and Adam used to sing." She
looked at me and winked. "Slow Ride, take it easy..." she sang. Mr.
and Mrs. Iraheta smiled at their daughter. "Slow Ride, take it
easy..." I sang, pushing hair out of her eyes. She smiled and kissed
me. Suddenly, she turned to her mom. "Mommy, can Adam and I go
shopping today?" she asked. I placed a hand on her knee. She was so
adorable, like a little girl asking for permission to do something.
"Of course you can, baby." Mrs. Iraheta said with a smile. Alli
giggled and ran over to kiss her mom's cheek. "Love you Mommy, I'll be
back later!" she said, grabbing my hand and leading me to the car.
"I haven't been shopping yet, I wanna see what it's like!" she
exclaimed as we got into the car. I smiled at her excitement in such a
simple thing. I kissed her forehead. "You'll love it, hon. I know it."
I said.
A few minutes later, we pulled up to the mall. Allison looked at the
big gray building curiously. "The stores are inside?" she asked. I
nodded, took her hand, and walked in with her.
Allison was amazed by all the stores. I chuckled, putting my hand to
her face and kissing her. "You like it, Alli?" I asked, putting my arm around her waist. She
nodded and ran into Hot Topic. "Oooh, look at that shirt!" she
exclaimed. I chuckled and kissed her head. "You wanna try it on, hon?"
I asked. She ended up taking about 20 things to the dressing room. She
looked beautiful in everything. She ended up buying a red silky dress
and a pair of black skinny jeans. It went on like that for a few hours
more. She spent about $250 on various pieces of clothing and perfumes
and jewelry. I loved seeing her this happy again.
"Adam, what's that?" she asked as we passed a bridal shop. "A bridal
place. It's for people who are getting married." I explained, putting
an arm around her. "What's getting married?" she asked quietly. I
kissed her forehead. "It's when two people fall in love, and they want
to spend the rest of their lives with eachother." I said, smiling
lovingly at her. "So they get married, and then they're together
forever. They give eachother beautiful rings as a symbol of their
love. That's how your parents are, together forever. Married." I went
on. She seemed to understand. "I get it. And it sounds wonderful." she
whispered, nuzzling her face down into my neck. I kissed her precious
lips. I took something out of my pocket and held it in the palm of my
hand. "Allison, would you..." I looked down at the object in my hand:
a tiny diamond ring. I was a little nervous, but I managed to say it:
"Will you marry me?"