Apologizing With Zoe

I first met her when I was only forty-eight. I was in the shoe store carrying a pair of knitting needles when she slunk in. She was wearing a jade pair of UGGs, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her mouth, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the music store, I learned that her name was Zoe, and that she was a gastroenterologist. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a court reporter.

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