Pacing With Lorena

I first met her when I was only thirteen. I was in the photography studio carrying a pearl when she slithered in. She was wearing a lime-green earring, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her wig, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the café, I learned that her name was Lorena, and that she was a prankster. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a crane operator.

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