Bouncing With Tonya

I first met her when I was only twenty-nine. I was in the malt shop carrying a pencil when she set out in. She was wearing a green raincoat, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her piehole, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the pencil down when she sauntered beside me. I guess she startled me, and I clumsily dropped the pencil right by her 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, I asked her to go to the flower shop for a Mudslide. She accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the flower shop, I learned that her name was Tonya, and that she was a sales clerk. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a calligrapher.

I guess it was love at first bounce. Some might say we had church keys 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 bouncing for each other.