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At the R.W.H.C…..
Peter was looking for Lu. He wanted to tell her that he had thought of the perfect proposal. "Lu. Lu, wait up!" he said as he ran up to her.
"What's up?" Lu asks as she is heading towards Lana's desk.
"I figured it out."
"The perfect proposal."
"Okay?" Lu had no idea what he was talking about.
"Come here." Peter dragged Lu into the storage room far away from Lana. He knew that if she heard that Peter was going to propose to Kayla, the entire hospital would know before she did.
"Peter, what's going on?"
"I finally figured out how I am going to propose to Kayla. Well, not how, but now I know what I'm going to say at least."
"Peter, that's great," Lu said. "When did you decide to propose to Kayla? Do you even have a ring yet?"
"I bought the ring about three months ago and I've known for a while now."
"And you're just getting around to proposing now?"
"Well, I couldn't think of what to say. But all that doesn't matter now. I've got it and it's perfect. You wanna read it?"
"Let me see the ring first," Lu said. Lu couldn't believe that Peter was going to propose. She never thought that he would ever get married. He was always to much of a bachelor.
Peter took the ring out of his pocket and showed it to Lu. "So what do you think? Pretty good, huh?"
Lu looked at the ring. It was absolutely gorgeous. "Peter, this is so beautiful. Kayla is going to love it."
"How have you been getting this around? I mean the two of you live together, right? How is it that she hasn't seen it?"
"Easy. It goes everywhere with me." It was true, Peter was never without the ring. It went to the hospital, the wildlife park, the gym, and the grocery store. That ring has more miles on it then his bike and his bike has a lot of miles on it.
"What are you going to say?"
"Well, like I told you, I already have all of that taken care of. I wrote it on a dollar bill."
"Really?" Lu said in surprise. "Do I want to know why?"
"I ran out of paper and had to write it on something. What I wrote it on doesn't matter. I want you to read it and tell me what you think." He rummages around in his pockets and takes out a bill and hands it to Lu.
"Did you write it in invisible ink?" Lu asked.
"There's nothing on it," Lu said. She showed Peter the face and the turned it over and showed him the back.
"Oh, I must have given you the wrong bill." Peter gave Lu another bill. "Try that one."
Lu shook her head, "Nothing."
'This can't be happening,' Peter thought. He took out all of the money that was in his pockets. No proposal. "Shit!"
"What? What's wrong?"
"I lost the bill. I can't find it. It's gone," Peter said. He slapped the table, "Damnit! It took me three months to come up with that."
"Okay, Peter. Calm down," Lu said calmly. "When was the last time you saw the bill?"
"I don't know…..at the diner? I finished writing it and stuck it in my pocket."
"And I went to pay at the register. I went back to the table and left the waitress a tip." Peter thought for a moment. "Shit! I left a few dollars for the waitress. I must have left it on the table."