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Sadie shook the water out of their glasses and poured one for each of them, and she and Frank clinked them together as the watched the rain pour down. The sound of it was deafening on the tin roof of the warehouse (although, not as loud as the water spirits had been).
Sadie shivered in the cool air, and Frank peeled of his sodden suit jacket and offered it to her.
“Thank you darling. We appear to both be quite soaked by those blasted spirits,” said Sadie.
Frank refilled their glasses. “Soaked inside and out my dear.”
“I’ll drink to that,” said Sadie.
Clink!
“Sadie my dear, however did you know that the water spirits would be frightened off by the sound of that storm?”
“Well, it stands to reason that those small water spirits would be afraid of a larger, more powerful spirit encroaching on their territory. They’re naturally so wary of such an occurrence that all it took with a small poke in that direction combined with their almost instinctive paranoia and they took it from there.”
“How terrifically tricky of you my dear! Sadie my love, I am constantly amazed by your ability to think on your feet.”
“Oh darling, if you hadn’t gone along my terrifically tricky plan and recited that spell for gathering storms, it would never have gone off as hitch-free as it did.”
“Well, it’s true that my spell recitations are flawless in most cases. But you know Sadie, I’ve been thinking.”
Frank was fiddling nervously with his glass, an action quite unlike him. Sadie frowned, putting a hand on his wet shirt sleeve.
“Yes dear?”
“Since I met you I feel as though my whole life has turned around, like night into day. It seems as if there’s no supernatural force we can’t defeat together, no bottle that doesn’t taste better when I drink it with you, no social gathering that cannot be made more bearable with you by my side.”
He sank down to the ground. Sadie thought for an awful moment that he’d been hurt by the water spirits until she saw he was going down on one knee. And he was holding a small box. And inside the box was a ring.
Sadie gasped. “Frank?”
“Sadie Parker,” said Frank, “would you do me the honour of joining me for now and for ever as my wife?”
“Oh Frank, of course I will! There’s no one I’d rather face spirits with, supernatural or otherwise,” said Sadie.
Sadie put a hand on the side of his face, and Frank leaned into the touch. He pressed a light kiss to the palm of her hand, and then slid the ring onto her finger.
“I made very sure it had no curses or possession of any kind,” said Frank.
“Oh Frank, how very thoughtful of you,” said Sadie, running a hand through his hair.
“Only the best for my Sadie,” said Frank, standing up and taking her hands in his.
And they lived happily ever after.