Glowering With Cherise

I first met her when I was only twenty-four. I was in the McDonalds carrying a paper bag when she set out in. She was wearing an olive green blazer, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her artery, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the Starbucks, I learned that her name was Cherise, and that she was a cartographer. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a bassoonist.

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