Kiss Me I'm Rutherford

I'd heard a lot about Logan Rutherford before meeting him. Jeff, my sole Portland friend, loved to hype his brother. The night we finally met face-to-face started with a few ciders and ended with Jameson, laughing all the way home in the early hours. The hype was real; Logan was fantastic company.

He met Patsy less than a year after we first tipped our glasses, proposing to her almost immediately (six months, give or take).