One weekend, my fiancé was in Cleveland for a visit. We had a nice and relaxing day together before heading out for dinner. He had made reservations at a locally owned, super-posh restaurant that I had wanted to go to for a long time. Right before we left, he said, "Hey, we should go see Enza. " Enza is a borderline bizarre tarot card reader on the west side of Cleveland that we had randomly seen for a ten- minute reading before we were dating. I thought it was strange but he insisted, so we went to see Ezra.
When we got there, my fiancé told her we wanted to do a couple's reading together. She took us into a darkly lit room and began to lay out the cards. She gave us a reading about our future and said we were having a difficult time because of the distance, but she said we would be together soon. She then said she saw "something circular in our future, something round. " At this point, my fiancé started fumbling in his coat pocket and got down on one knee. He pulled out a ring box, opened it and said, "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me! " Enza started to cry and kept saying, "Oh my goodness! Oh my gosh! This is so sweet! " I said yes, laughing because I was in shock that he had managed to pull off the quirkiest, most romantically surprising proposal I could imagine.