A little girl marched home, slamming the door behind her. She was excited by the looks of it as she made her way to her older brother, who sat at the kitchen table reading. Jumping up eagerly onto the seat across from him, she leaned forward on her elbows hoping he would ask how school was. He didn't. Her little hand came down onto his book, covering the pages. With a lazy glance he looked up at her. "Yes?"
"I need a book."
"You know where they are," he replied, moving her hand off the book.
"It's not one we have. You need to take me to the library. Take me now." He raised an eyebrow so she kindly added a please.

"Why?" Despite himself he wanted to know why she was so eager and demanding so suddenly. She began an extensive story, telling her borther about the new kid at school who was deaf. She wanted to befriend him and needed a book on sign language.
He smiled, nodded his head and took her.

Years later he stands beside her at her wedding watching her sign.."I Do."