I want the first half of this.

Joe Houseworth was over tonight and he was telling my mom this story of one of his co-workers while I was frosting some cupcakes:
she had taken her car in to some car shop to get something or other, and he was working behind the counter, saw her, walked over to her and asked her if she was single. and she was. he proceeded to ask her out to dinner, and on their second date he proposed. he said that she was the one he had been waiting for all his life. they were only married for five years when he had a massive heart attack and died.
it's as beautiful a story as it is tragic.