Curtseying With Tabitha

I first met her when I was only seventeen. I was in the pharmacy carrying a bullet when she leapt in. She was wearing a pea green derby, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her hand, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the bookstore, I learned that her name was Tabitha, and that she was a horse trainer. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a sword swallower.

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