From the editor
Sep 02, 2020
3 minutes
Kate Duncan EDITOR
“Where are we going?” I say suspiciously to my fiancé Henry, as he leads me blindfolded to the car at 5am. He opens the door and carefully guides me in. “I’ve packed your hiking boots and your wetsuit,” he replies with a laugh. After 40 minutes of driving and a few cryptic clues, he stops the car and leads me outside. I can feel the sun on my cheeks and hear a few muffled giggles nearby. Henry tells me I can take off the blindfold; I do so faster than
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