At the friends‘ gathering, my boyfriend’s childhood sweethearts, Emily, was present as well. She glanced at the table full of food I ordered, wrinkled her nose, and said to my boyfriend, “Mikey, you know I don’t like sour stuff…” Without a second thought, my boyfriend called the waiter over to switch the dishes. Everyone was shocked, looking at me as if waiting for me to explode. Instead, I led the cheer, saying, “Wow, childhood sweethearts really do stick together. Should I go ahead and call the wedding planner?”
