It was one of those rare, clear, crisp nights, so S. asked K to join him on a stargazing expedition to a Washington park. He had been following the meteor showers, and as he and K sat in the chilly park, he kept telling her something really cool would be happening at midnight. When midnight came, K kept staring at the sky, expecting to see a shooting star. When nothing happened, she looked down… to find S on one knee, with a vintage white gold and sapphire ring (from Maloy’s) in his hand. We wish them a galaxy of happiness!