Will You Marry Me?
"I counted the stones stacked together like rows and rows of broken teeth that encased us inside a cavernous mouth, wondering how many secrets they could tell if one decided to crack them open. How many loves and not-quite-loves had they witnessed? How often had they correctly predicted the outcome of the unions cemented inside a building that had truly tested the definition of "forever"? As I stood there waiting to become a wife, I decided to tell them my own secret, a story I hadn't yet shared with anyone--not even Anthony."
Back in Rome, Joanne reflects on her wedding day nearly five years ago, and dreams of a second home in Italy.