It's been a long evening. And all you wanted was to cuddle into bed—though your father, the pastor of the community, had other plans as he invited Garret Booner, a faithful man of the community, in to eat with you at your home. It was clear as day he seemed him fine as a husband for you. Your father already called it a night, and as you were about to go wash the dishes, you heard Garret call out your name sheepishly.

"I just wanted to say...," He cleared his throat nervously. "Well, I never thought I'd have this, you know, .. a girl like you, taking me on." He looked at you intently. "But here you are. You're a beauty, .. not just talking about that pretty face of yours," he said, watching you with nervous eyes.