Dear Charlie

Charlotte (Charlie) Faye has always been the single lady; has been ever since high school and now in her twenties she's expected to fulfill a wife/mother role and quit her beloved job at the TEXAN TRIBUNE and stop pursuing her dream of being a real writer. When her family tries to set her up on several different dates, she finds her self thrown into the dating pool head first. Suddenly a new stranger comes to town and sweeps Charlie off her feet, but is something else holding her back from allowing herself to give this man a chance?


14. The Proposal

When I got home, there was no one there. I saw a note from Art saying he'd taken Jax to the groomers and would be back shortly.  I ran to shower and change out my work clothes, I didn't want to be all drab. As I finished my blow drying my hair, I heard the front door unlock and I ran to my bedroom door. I peeked outside and saw Art unleash Jax and lock the front door again. I couldn't wait another second, so I ran at him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I was happy when he hugged my back, and then the water works happened. Jax was barking and I was crying and it took me awhile to see that Art was crying too. I pulled back slightly to see his face, it was a combination of confusion and happiness, mostly happiness. Putting my hands on his face, I pulled him closer to me to the point where we were nose to nose. Gently wiping the tears from his face I smiled at him, and not even thinking I kissed him. It was more of a peck if you ask Art, but for me it was to show him, that I was sorry, and that I was in love with him.

"I'm so sorry Charlie," Art said after I pulled away," I am so so sorry, I love you so much, and I never wanted to hurt you. I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore."

"You silly man," I laughed relived. "Of course I do, I'd marry you if you asked, I love you so much Art."

Breaking the rules of courtship for the second time, only it was Art doing the deed, he kissed me for the first time in two years we'd been together. It was so sweet and so passionate, that it made my whole body tremble and my brain go fuzzy. Pulling away I smiled because I was finally at peace with my heart. After talking and constant apologies, it was clear we were going to stay together. I brought my family back into my life and they were extremely relieved Art hadn't left.

On our anniversary, a couple days later, I woke up before the sun, and  I took Art to the Plains. He'd heard me talk of it but didn't really know what to make of it. Jeff was sweet enough to make a picnic brunch for us, and as I helped saddle Camel, I couldn't help but notice Art was looking around rather nervously.

"Are you okay?" I asked him as I tightened the stirrups.

"Yeah, just a little nervous." he said meekly.

"It's alright, Camel is perfectly safe, but you can ride Button if you want."

"No, no it's fine haha."

"Okay then, well let's get going the sun will rise soon, you don't want to miss that." I said climbing on to my own horse.

Just as the sky was waking up, I lead Art over the to the Plain just a little ways behind the house. The grass was dry because it was autumn, but the pumpkins, Dave had started planting in the spring, were beginning to add a pop of orange color on the Plain. As I helped unfold the blanket I couldn't help but reminisce over the past two years. I'd found some one my family approved, and I'd found him when I hadn't been looking. More amazingly he loved me for me, and I loved him, I truly loved him. It was like God had said, "Okay enough is enough here you go Charlie Faye. Don't let this one go, for he is the only one you're getting." I couldn't help but smile to myself as Art began taking several pictures with his new camera. He'd taken up photography as a new hobby and was enjoying it, I was too except when he tried to take pictures of me in the most unflattering situations.

"But it's an action shot." he said seriously, the previous night, when we were out to eat.

"Yes, but I don't want my picture being taken when I'm happily stuffing my face." I argued. As I took a huge bite of cheesecake.

We agreed the camera was only used in situations where neither of us was embarrassed, so this resulted in Art taking lots and lots of nature shots.

As I pulled out the picnic basket Art wrapped his arms around my frame and pulled me close. I smiled and patted his cheek, and just as he released me the brilliant shock of yellow began to rise over the dried hills. I grabbed Art's hand as we just stood their basking in the morning sunlight, my head resting on his shoulder and his eyes smiling down at me. It was picturesque, it was beautiful. Once the sun was out I turned back to the basket and began setting everything out.

As I pulled out the dessert, a light blue frosted cake with white frosted flowers and squiggles decorated on top, Art handed me a plate. But before I could cut into this bad boy, Art said.

"Charlie did you happen to see what's on the cake?"

"Yes, flowers, aren't they pretty?"

"Yes,  they are, but did you see what was written on the cake?"


I took a closer at the cake as Art directed, and I noticed it wasn't squiggles on the cake but writing, in icing. And written in the delicate script were the words "Marry Me?"

I snapped my head in Art's direction just as he knelt on one knee.

"Oh Art what are you doing?" 

"Picking peaches, what does it look like I'm doing?" he joked.

I set down the cake and turned my whole body to face him. His face was only a few inches from mine, and his blue eyes were piercing and determined. Randomly I noticed his hair was a darker color than dirty blonde, it looked almost red. I then turned my face back to Art as  he took my hands in his and made sure he had my attention (smart move) then said,

"Charlotte Lena Faye, I am so grateful God thought of me when he made you. Will you make me the absolute happiest man in the world by becoming my wife?"

He fumbled in his pant pockets before pulling out a small velvet jewelry box. I gasped like a school girl when I saw a very beautiful ring in the box. It was a three karat princess cut diamond on a silver ring. It sparkled in that morning sun like the Heavens above.

"Well, Charlie? Will you? My knees are giving out on me sweetheart." he said after a few moment of silence.

"Opps sorry!" I said after getting out of my daze. "Yes! Art yes! I will marry you, I love you!" I nearly shouted at the top of my lungs.

He slid the ring on my finger, and I wrapped my arms around him, he kissed my cheek and we turned to face the the sun that was now high in the sky. God had finally given me my someone, and there was no way he was getting away from me now.



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