Engagement Stories – March 2014

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Jenna Flowers and Hunter Covin

It all started on January 9, 2014 when we were on our way to Bossier City, Louisiana to see my absolute favorite country singer, George Strait. We were in Waskom when Hunter told me that he needed to stop at the gas station. As we exited, I noticed a state trooper, pulled off at the exit. As we passed him, he began to follow us over the bridge and then turned on his lights to pull us over. We proceeded to the gravel parking area and stopped. The state trooper came to the window and introduced himself and began stating his reasons for pulling us over.  He explained, “Sir, we had a call in with a description of a vehicle matching your truck that has been swerving all over the road. I am going to need you to step out of the vehicle and come to the back with me, please.” Hunter kindly obeyed the officer but I knew we were not swerving all over the road and that they must have the wrong truck. Two or three minutes passed and the officer tapped on my window. I rolled it down not knowing what was going on. The trooper asked, “Ma’am where are ya’ll headed tonight?”  I answered that we were on our way to a George Strait concert. He quickly replied back and said there were a lot of people headed out that way and I said “Yes, sir.”

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I was still sitting in the truck and am unsure anything could have prepared me for what the state trooper was going to say next. With a firm face, he said “Ma’am your boyfriend has been doing something for a while that you need to be aware of. I don’t want to be the one to tell you, I think he should, so why don’t you go ahead and step down and come to the back of the vehicle with me.” By this point my heart was pounding and I didn’t know what to think! The only thing I could think was that he had gotten in trouble hunting since he’d planned to go duck hunting that morning. As I reached the back of the truck, I kept my distance. The trooper told Hunter “Mr. Covin, why don’t you go ahead and tell her what you have been up to. I don’t want to be the one to tell her.  I think it would be best if you did.” Then there was silence. I spoke up and asked “Hunter what’s going on?” He looked at me for a moment and then said, “Baby there is something I have been meaning to tell you for a long time.” Then he knelt down on one knee, pulled a black box out of his pocket and said “Will you marry me?” With a sigh of relief, and teary eye, I happily said “Yes!”