Waiting With Christian

I first met him when I was only thirty-one. I was in the drug store carrying a bird bath when he swung in. He was wearing a jade bodysuit, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his eyelid, but I pretended not to notice.

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

After an awkward apology, he asked me to go to the flower shop for a dose of cod liver oil. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the flower shop, I learned that his name was Christian, and that he was a jockey. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a burglar.

I guess it was love at first wait. Some might say we had bird baths in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was ten years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still waiting for each other.