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And the bride says "I DO"
That summer, at the most expensive restaurant I could afford, I asked Mr. Hollins for his daughter's hand in marriage. Delighted by the gesture, he enthusiastically welcomed me to the family. The following evening, I was eating dinner at their house when Mr. Hollins said, "Have you two love-birds set a wedding date?" We hadn't, of course. I had to borrow the money for the simple gold band that served as our engagement ring and didn't expect Jennie to live in my one room hovel. I said, "No sir, I fear we'll need to wait until I graduate." Mrs. Hollins said, "I don't see why true love should be delayed," turned to her husband and said, "How about the mother-in-law suite we built onto the house for your mother. It has a separate entrance and all the privacy they could want. We could do a
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