The unopened Coke package lay before me.
I tore open the front of the package, and this was staring up at me:
No need to adjust your computer screen. These are real tickets to the Conan O'brien 30-city tour. Needless to say, I was stunned. Did I just witness a miracle? Did Coke Zero just grant my wish to see Conan live at Dodge Theater?
Actually, it was planned. William knows my love/desperation for Conan. He surprised me with tickets and planted them in my Cherry Coke Zero box.
William keeps me so young.
So in case you need me on the evening of April 30th, I'll be here:
I love you Coke Zero, Conan, and William! (Not necessarily in that order.)