Bouncing With Harvey

I first met him when I was only twenty-three. I was in the boutique carrying a bird feeder when he swung in. He was wearing a teal pair of overalls, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his big toe, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the bird feeder down when he ran beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the bird feeder right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to bounce.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the haberdashery for a bottle of rum. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the haberdashery, I learned that his name was Harvey, and that he was an errand runner. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a nanny.

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