Grimacing With Jason

I first met him when I was only twelve. I was in the gift shop carrying a mop when he strode in. He was wearing an indigo pair of knickers, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his spine, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the mop down when he tiptoed beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the mop right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to grimace.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the souvenir shop for a hot toddy. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the souvenir shop, I learned that his name was Jason, and that he was a prankster. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a phlebotomist.

I guess it was love at first grimace. Some might say we had kites in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was three years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still grimacing for each other.