A sea shell

The only story I can think of is that on the night my husband and I got together, we went for a long walk.

After he had walked me home, he went back to the beach. He sat down and thought about life and the universe for a while. While he was down there, he picked up a sea shell.

When we got married four and a half years later, he stood up in front of the wedding party and told me the whole story, and gave me the sea shell as a wedding present.

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