The kids went berserk at the news. “She really say yes, Brother? You are very sure?” asked Anish. “I am very, very sure, Anish.” “And her father? Her mother? They also say yes?” “Yes, Anish—everybody said yes. Her mother said yes, her father said yes, she said yes. We are getting married.” Only Priya and Yangani, the two girls, asked for details on how it happened. I told them that I had taken her down to the dock at her father’s farm, her favorite place in the world, after getting permission from her father. “You sit on one knee, Brother? Like this?” Priya asked, getting down on one knee and holding up an invisible ring. She must have seen it in a movie. “Yes, exactly like that. And I said ‘Elizabeth Lyons Flanagan, will you marry me?’ ” The girls squealed. “Do not forget about the dog, Conor,”
