I always told myself I would never fall in love. I would devote myself to God, I decided. I decided to stop really talking to girls with any type of romantic mindset. But then I saw Grace. It was as if God himself was pushing towards her. I tripped over my own two feet, trying to walk towards her. She had light brown hair, the color of chestnut and her eyes were sea green. She was lean and tall, just a little taller than me. There was something else. Something else about her.