Waking Up With Edwin

I first met him when I was only thirty. I was in the fortune teller shop carrying a horseshoe when he ran in. He was wearing a polka dotted sundress, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his ankle, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the horseshoe down when he straggled beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the horseshoe right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to wake up.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the storage unit for a mint julep. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the storage unit, I learned that his name was Edwin, and that he was an emergency medical technician. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a bus driver.

I guess it was love at first wake up. Some might say we had sacks of potatoes in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was nineteen years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still waking up for each other.