Lounging With Patty

I first met her when I was only thirty-three. I was in the mortuary carrying a brochure when she scooted in. She was wearing a tan pair of knickers, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her neck, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the video arcade, I learned that her name was Patty, and that she was an ice skater. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a hit man.

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