Giggling With Godiva

I first met her when I was only thirty-five. I was in the perfumery carrying a pair of pliers when she rolled in. She was wearing a mauve bathrobe, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her eyeball, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the Hallmark shop, I learned that her name was Godiva, and that she was a gardener. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an engineer.

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