He sat down at the bar stool next to me and pulled a small black photo album out of his bag. This gift was unexpected and when I opened the book I immediately turned in to a blubbering mess. My friends looked on awkwardly as I cried harder at each page turn, looking through the pictures of me and my husband, newly married walking across the Brooklyn Bridge.
Dallas and I took a Friday off of work and eloped at the courthouse in New York City. We brought two good friends along as our witnesses and the one who was a photographer only had half a roll of film so his girlfriend took the majority of the pictures with her cheap digital point and shoot.
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