Dec 14, 2017
Betty and I have been next-door neighbours since we were four. We’ve always gone to the same school, been in the same class. I remember in the second grade, I was having trouble reading, and my teacher, Mrs. Gribrock, told my mom and dad that I should stay back a year to get caught up. Betty was so against us not being in the same grade that she took it upon herself to tutor me every single day. In the second grade? Yeah. Anyway, when I passed, thanks to Betty... I kissed her and asked her to marry me. Aww. She was like like, “Oh, little Archie, we’re too young. Ask me again when we’re eighteen and I’ll say yes.”
