I first met him when I was only thirty-seven. I was in the psychic reading business carrying an artificial flower when he galloped in. He was wearing a burgundy ribbon, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his tongue, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the artificial flower down when he careened beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the artificial flower right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to lounge.
After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the newsstand for an Irish Coffee. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.
At the newsstand, I learned that his name was Wayne, and that he was an X-ray technician. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a principal.
I guess it was love at first lounge. Some might say we had dolls in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was seventeen years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still lounging for each other.