Despite the somber tone of Jonathan’s words, Jenny giggled.
Jonathan drew himself up and tried to look solemn. “What’s so funny? I’m trying to be serious.”
Jenny squeezed his hands and smiled. “I know, Jonathan, and I don’t mean to make light. It’s just that as you were talking I was thinking about the day we met. You thought I was in a costume for a play, but the costume you were wearing was much more…well, it was silly. You looked very strange. And that van.” She giggled again.
Jonathan looked at her for a moment, but then his stern expression cracked and he smiled too. “Okay, you’re right. I looked very weird and, boy, did you let me know it. But hear me out, please. This may be the most important thing I’ve ever said in my life. I never had anyone who really loved me. Not my dad or
