Lying Around In Bed With Craig

I first met him when I was only forty-six. I was in the Starbucks carrying a cigarette when he rolled in. He was wearing a violet pair of moccasins, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his kidney, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the burger joint, I learned that his name was Craig, and that he was a zoologist. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a cardiologist.

I guess it was love at first lie around in bed. Some might say we had tickets in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was five years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still lying around in bed for each other.