It was a table for two. In a Subway that closed earlier than the time listed on the door. A Subway that corporate had forgotten about a long time ago.

Deborah and Sam sat at the table, sipping on unsweetened tea and sharing a bag of Fritos.

It was Senior Skip Day and Sam had a ring in his pocket.

She said yes. To surprisingly less heartache than the town would predict.

The manager took their photo.

Happy faces framed by yellow and green.