Growing Up With Dolores

I first met her when I was only twenty-five. I was in the Hallmark shop carrying a hammer when she rushed in. She was wearing a golden pair of briefs, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her chest, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the coffee shop, I learned that her name was Dolores, and that she was an Uber driver. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a burglar.

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