Staring Into Space With Dianna

I first met her when I was only twenty-five. I was in the beauty salon carrying a bag when she sneaked in. She was wearing a carrot-orange jogging suit, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her pride, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the laboratory, I learned that her name was Dianna, and that she was a grocer. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a veterinarian.

I guess it was love at first stare into space. Some might say we had billiard balls in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was four years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still staring into space for each other.