Category Archives: How they met

“I haven’t seen you here before,” he said, tray under his arm, note pad in his hand. “I’ve never been her before.” He nodded.  “What’ll you have?” “A vegetarian salad and lemonade.  Warm cherry pie for dessert with vanilla bean … Continue reading →

Elizabeth found him hiding in the bushes when she was four.  She was in the backyard, looking for worms to pet, when she heard a squeak and turned around to see a small green dragon, peeking out at her from … Continue reading →

“Do I know you?” she asked, as he entered the shop.  “I feel as if you’ve been in her before.” “You’ve probably seen me walk by on my way to work everyday,” he grinned. “I bet that’s it.  Now, how … Continue reading →

“Watch out!” she shouted, grabbing him by the arm. “Thanks,” he panted, eyes wide with that startled look people have when they’ve almost fallen down. “It’s solid ice,” she said,  “you can’t just walk as if it’s a normal day … Continue reading →

Yawning, she walked out of her bedroom, pulling at her tank top and hitching up her sleep shorts with the yellow rabbits on them.  She opened the fridge and grabbed a container of cold, plain, angel hair pasta, and huge … Continue reading →

“Excuse me,” he said.  “You dropped this.” She turned around and saw him holding her book.  “Oh, thanks.” “No problem,” he said.  “How do you like it so far?  I read it a few weeks ago.” “I think it’s boring.” … Continue reading →

“What does your sign say?” he asked. She turned it toward him. “Change?” She nodded. “Change what?” “Everything.  There are so many things that need to be changed that I thought I’d say it as simply as possible.” “No one … Continue reading →

“Get off my bike,” she said, walking up to him, punching him on the shoulder. “This is your bike?” he asked, standing up. “Oh, so you’re sexist as well as an interloper.” “Interloper?” “Why do you keep repeating what I’m … Continue reading →