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when a car ran a red light,” Cindy said. “There’s nothing you can do about that. It was an accident.”
    “I know, but I keep thinking about...everything, you know?” Lisa said. “If we had hit that intersection one second sooner or one second later, then we would have spent the day celebrating our engagement. Instead we’re here.”
    “You can’t think like that,” Cindy said, her heart breaking for the other woman. “Counting the seconds won’t help you. I mean, maybe if you’d been a few seconds earlier or later you might have been in an even worse accident.”
    “I don’t know how it could have been worse,” Lisa sniffled as tears started to stream down her face.
    You could have both been killed on impact , Cindy thought but decided not to say it out loud.
    Instead she reached out and grabbed Lisa’s good hand, and gave it a little squeeze. “So, tell me how Kyle proposed,” she said.
    Lisa smiled a little. “Kyle decided about a month ago that he wanted to meet my parents and so he arranged for us to take a quick vacation out here. When I visit I usually just stay with them. I tend to avoid the Vegas strip like the plague. Kyle made all the arrangements, though. I could tell he was going for a romantic gesture and he wouldn’t be talked out of it. So, after a while, I gave up and just went with it.”
    “Sometimes with Kyle that’s all you can do.”
    “I know, right? When he gets something in his head, he just has to see it through,” Lisa said. “Half the time it’s really charming and the other half it’s...”
    “Irritating?” Cindy suggested.
    “Yes, exactly! Anyway, we checked into our hotel two days ago. He had booked us two rooms at the Excalibur. It’s the one that’s shaped like a castle. Anyway, he said he had some work calls to make but he told me he’d meet me in a couple of hours for dinner. Then he called and apologized. He said he was going to be running late, but that he didn’t want me to miss anything. He’d gotten us tickets to the medieval dinner show at the hotel with all the knights on horseback jousting. He said he’d be there just as soon as he could.”
    Lisa paused and cleared her throat. Cindy quickly handed her a cup of water from the bedside tray, and Lisa drank it.
    “Thank you,” she said, handing the cup back.
    “No problem. What happened next?”
    “I went to the box office and picked up my ticket. We had seats in the first row of one of the sections. The knights came out on horseback, and they all looked magnificent. The master of ceremonies made an announcement and said that one knight was on a special crusade of his own that night. I kept looking for Kyle, sad that he was missing out. All of a sudden this one knight rode his horse right up to the edge of the arena until he was right in front of me. He tilted his lance forward and I noticed that there was a satin bow tied on it, and on the bow was a ring. He took off his helmet and it was Kyle.”
    Lisa’s eyes were tearing up again. Cindy’s were, too, as she pictured the scene playing out.
    “He said that he would slay dragons for me, that he loved me. He asked me to marry him. I said ‘yes’ and untied the ring. A squire came and took his horse and he came to sit beside me. Everyone toasted us and cheered. It was amazing, crazy, so very, very over-the-top.”
    “So very Kyle,” Cindy said with a choked laugh that ended as a sob.
    Lisa nodded. “I barely even saw the rest of the show, I was so dazed. It turns out he knew some of the guys from one of his filming trips here and I guess he’d been planning this for a while.”
    “I know when I saw him back in November he seemed pretty sure you were the one,” Cindy said, hoping it would bring Lisa comfort in some small way.
    A nurse bustled in, interrupting, and Cindy took a moment to dry her eyes.
    “You need to rest now,” the nurse told Lisa, giving a significant glance at Cindy.
    “I can’t,” Lisa protested.
    “You must.