Quivering With Sanjay

I first met him when I was only fifty-seven. I was in the pet shop carrying a pinwheel when he hopped in. He was wearing an amber ribbon, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his nose, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the perfumery, I learned that his name was Sanjay, and that he was a dance instructor. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an umpire.

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