“Oh, Mommy!” Ken said, throwing himself into her arms. “The answer is yes, yes, a thousand times yes!”
Margery embraced Ken, reaching around to pat him on his bare, tightly packed buns.
“A January wedding strikes me as an auspicious time,” she said. “That way we can start the New Year out right.”
Overcome by emotion, Ken could hardly speak. Instead he merely nodded as Margery parted her lips to accept his kiss. They kissed passionately, their tongues deep in each other’s mouths, for a very long time. Ken’s heart swelled with love and gratitude, for he knew that Margery was going to make him the happiest boy on earth.
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Margery’s private thoughts on the question of marriage were more complicated than Ken’s, and considerably more calculated. Before their wedding, Margery made Ken sign
