Watching With Debbie

I first met her when I was only sixty-eight. I was in the McDonalds carrying an advertisement when she blundered in. She was wearing a tan tattoo, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her shoulder, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the advertisement down when she staggered beside me. I guess she startled me, and I clumsily dropped the advertisement right by her feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to watch.

After stumbling apologies, I asked her to go to the haberdashery for a rum and Coke. She accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the haberdashery, I learned that her name was Debbie, and that she was a computer geek. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an actor.

I guess it was love at first watch. Some might say we had flowers in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was seventeen years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still watching for each other.