One fateful day, a lady named Mackenzie ventured to a local vineyard in search of sweet libations. There she met a handsome barkeep, Mr. Peter Callahan, who had the brightest smile she had ever seen. After drooling after him for hours, the flushed Mackenzie found some wine-induced courage to ask her friend to ask him if he might maybe want to possibly give her his number, if that wasn’t too forward.

Many moons passed before their courtship began, but when it did you’d be hardpressed to find one without the other. He wooed her with wine, long hikes, and building massive snowmen named Gumdrop. He even started watching Doctor Who to win her dorky heart. For Peter, Mackenzie vowed to learn something called “sports” and tried her frightened legs at skiing.

Getting-to-know-you days extended into I’ve-known-you-forever months, and after ten of them, Mackenzie moved into Peter’s cottage by the lake. She learned to cook (kinda) and he...continued to clean (constantly). Together, they took many journeys to new lands and seas, exploring sky-scraped cities and fairy-dwelling waterfalls. When they finished one rotation around the sun together, a wee lioness named Arya came to them with offers of endless kitty cuddles and cuteness in exchange for fancy feast and curtain sacrifices.

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Then one stunning day on the 12th of May, Peter asked Mackenzie to go on a spontaneous adventure to summit a Ragged Mountain. As they trekked, Mackenzie laughed at how swollen her fingers were getting, oblivious to Peter’s racing heartbeat and shaking hands. Finally, they reached an expansive cliff, overlooking what seemed like all of Connecticut. Mackenzie was confused as Peter led her to the edge and held her in his arms, but all became clear as she heard a buzzing sound and saw a white drone-bird flying their way. Mackenzie turned to Peter in disbelief as he dropped to one knee and...well, you can see the rest below. :)