Blushing With Hilda

I first met her when I was only forty-nine. I was in the burger joint carrying a ruler when she crept in. She was wearing a maroon ring, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her belly button, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the Starbucks, I learned that her name was Hilda, and that she was a lawyer. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a real estate investor.

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