Dancing With Greta

I first met her when I was only fourteen. I was in the bank carrying a ping-pong paddle when she galloped in. She was wearing a salmon pair of Oxfords, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her face, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the furniture store, I learned that her name was Greta, and that she was a detective. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a folk singer.

I guess it was love at first dance. Some might say we had whoopee cushions in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was eleven years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still dancing for each other.