Lying Down With Nan

I first met her when I was only sixty-five. I was in the bike shop carrying an umbrella when she clambered in. She was wearing a lavender pair of roller skates, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her hoof, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the deli, I learned that her name was Nan, and that she was a pediatrician. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an undertaker.

I guess it was love at first lie down. Some might say we had tablet computers in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was sixteen years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still lying down for each other.