Category Archives: How they met

“Dance with me,” he said,  holding out his hand. She took it, stood up, and walked into his arms.  They danced for awhile, then she pulled away and sat down. “I’ve never danced with a stranger in the shoe department … Continue reading →

“May I join you?” he asked, holding his coffee in one hand and his backpack in the other. “Why?” “I saw what you’re reading and I thought we might have things to talk about.” “So, not just for my body … Continue reading →

“Wow!” he said, as she turned to look at him.  “Killer heels.  They look great, but dangerous.” She grinned.  “That’s why I wear them.” “Have you ever killed anyone with those shoes?” “These are new,” she said, turning her foot … Continue reading →

“This is a nice leaf.  Just big enough for two.” “It is,” she agreed.  “And it’s very soft.” “Your spots are beautiful,” he said. “Thank you.  But yours are just like mine.” “Still, I think they look much better on … Continue reading →

“What are you listening to?” he asked. “Why?” “I’m curious.” “Like I care,” she said. “I think you’re amazing.” “Sure you do.” “Look at yourself.  You’re fabulous…like a great Goddess of….” “Oh, please, that’s so yesterday.” “Not for me it … Continue reading →

“Don’t I know you?” he asked. “Really?  That’s your opening?  Don’t I know you?” “Seriously, did you go to….” “No. No and no.” “Wow.  Okay then,” he said. “Do you want to go out?  Is that it?” she asked. “Actually, … Continue reading →

“I’m looking for a book,” he said, leaning against the counter. “Then you’ve come to the right place.  This is a bookstore.  That means we have books.” she said. “Right.  Well, it has a blue cover with white on it … Continue reading →