Tag Archives: How they met

“What are you doing?” she asked.  “I mean I can see that you’re knitting, but what are you making?  It’s kind of a weird shape, so I’m guessing it’s not a sweater.” He smiled at her.  “There’s a giraffe at … Continue reading →

“Did you see the thing on Black Holes?” he asked, walking up next to her. “I did.” she said, moving away from him. “What do you think?” “Think about what?” “What do you think about Black Holes?” “I think they’re … Continue reading →

“I got these for you,” he said, handing her a dozen tulips wrapped in brown paper.  “There’s a vendor over there, by the bread store.” “It’s actually a bakery, but I call it the bread store too. Best bread ever.” … Continue reading →

“So, how long have you been modeling?”  he asked, digging through a trunk filled with bits of this and that. “It’s really posing, or artist modeling.  Modeling makes it sounds as if I walk down a runway, or wear clothes … Continue reading →

“Are you bird watching?” she asked, staring into the tree he was focusing on with his camera. He hesitated, looked at her and said, “Uh, yeah, sure, birdwatching.  There’s a yellow bellied sap sucker in the tree.” “That’s a robin,” … Continue reading →

“I want a twenty foot fence around my patio.” “You can’t HAVE a twenty foot fence.  No one makes fences that tall and it’s against code.  Besides, you’d never see the sun.” “Hmm,” she said.  “Good point.” “How about six … Continue reading →

“Quick, kiss me like you mean it,” she said, throwing her arm around the total stranger standing in front of The Bean, on Michigan Avenue. “Not a problem,” he said, pulling her tight. She waited a few minutes, then pulled … Continue reading →