Sighing With Queenie

I first met her when I was only thirty. I was in the bike shop carrying a primrose when she waddled in. She was wearing an amber miniskirt, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her elbow, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the pharmacy, I learned that her name was Queenie, and that she was a builder. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an actor.

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