Based on this.

“Well I’ll be damned…” Nick said as he pulled himself out of the lake. His family said they were inviting everyone to his birthday blowout. The one person he didn’t expect them to was her. When he was younger, he’d sit on the teenager’s lap and call her his girlfriend and say that one day he was going to marry her. He’d sprung up in the last ten years, to say the least, but she had aged amazingly, still looking at beautiful as ever. Only now, as a man, he could appreciate her for more than just a pretty face or someone that might make him PB&Js and cut the crust off. He hadn’t seen her in at least eight years, so this could be interesting. “Um… hey…” he said, approaching the table where she was sitting down the dish she’d brought and angling himself some, giving her a wave. “Remember me? I’m… ah, Nick?”














