Turning Blue With Kaitlyn

I first met her when I was only thirteen. I was in the liquor store carrying a crate when she dove in. She was wearing a beige kilt, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her chin, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the furniture store, I learned that her name was Kaitlyn, and that she was a drunkard. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an entomologist.

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