Raising An Eyebrow With Horatio

I first met him when I was only fifty-two. I was in the Hallmark shop carrying a diamond when he slipped in. He was wearing a golden pair of heels, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his appendix, but I pretended not to notice.

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

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the laboratory for a glass of orange juice. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the laboratory, I learned that his name was Horatio, and that he was a calligrapher. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a pharmacist.

I guess it was love at first raise an eyebrow. Some might say we had necklaces in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was eighteen years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still raising an eyebrow for each other.