That Augusten would be putting a ring on her finger to the most gorgeous backdrop . The snow was falling , the lawn already coated in three inches of white fluff , the Christmas lights illuminating everything , it was an absolute winter wonderland . Her mother was waiting on the other side of the door with the camera to capture everything on film , so they could put it in their scrapbook later on down the road .
Only Augusten never got down on one knee.Instead he fidgeted with the ends of his scarf , shuffling his feet a little and sighing .
Emotion: Fear