"Angel!" Mollie cried when she saw her, "Everyone's talking about how Brian is going to ask you to marry him! You are so lucky!"
"But am I? I know that he loves me, and that he wants to make me happy, but how do I know that I love him, and will our parents accept it and let us be wed?" Angel asked her friends.
Just then, Brian walked solemnly up to the three girls.
"Angel, dearest, I have asked your father for your hand in marriage. Will you consent to be my bride?"
"I don't know if I'm ready to, Brian. I'd like some time to think if you don't mind." Angel told him.
"Take all the time you need."
After saying good-bye to her friends, Angel walked back to her house. When she walked in the front door, she found her mother in front of the fireplace, making dinner.
"Mother, Brian asked me to marry him. I told him I needed to think. I just don't know if I love him yet!"
"Angel, thee and Brian are the happiest and most perfect couple I've ever seen. I know you're confused, but think about how you feel with him by your side. If you're not truly happy, don't marry him. But if you are, tell him, and marry him!"
Angel went to her room, and thought about what her mother had just said. Finally, after an hour of deep thought, she emerged, went to Brian's house, and gave him her response.
"Brian, I will consent to be your bride."
Angel and Brian were married a month later. Angel was glad she had listened to her mother's simple advice. It brought her more joy than anything else.
