I sat at the table in Starbucks, sipping my coffee and reading. I able to push the nerves aside because of the story. I was immersed, occasionally drifting into the real world to check the time. I was early.
The battle began to unfold in the book and in my mind. Time. Five minutes late.
Paint and spells flew. Time. Ten minutes late. He’s not coming, but I can’t leave in the middle of this battle!
Clay balls flying. Enemies locked in place. “Hi! Jennifer?”
That’s how it happened. That’s how a book is the reason I met my fiance. He was late, something I despise, but I didn’t want to stop reading. If not reading that book, I would have left at the five minutes late mark and maybe never met the man of my dreams.
P.S. He was late because he got lost, so I have forgiven it. And we are both incredibly grateful that I was lost in the world of Artimé that day.
6 thoughts on “The Unwanteds”
The power of a good book! Even includes a happy ending. 🙂
I love to read stories about how people met. I’m glad you stuck around long enough to enjoy the battle and meet your fiance.
That’s fantastic! This is such a sweet story.
Books change lives! 🙂
Love this story! Made me smile 🙂
Kinda want to know what you replied after he said; “Hi Jennifer”