Shivering With Eddie

I first met him when I was only twenty-nine. I was in the perfumery carrying a key ring when he swaggered in. He was wearing a red ponytail, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his larynx, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the popcorn shop, I learned that his name was Eddie, and that he was a shyster. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a typist.

I guess it was love at first shiver. Some might say we had pairs of dice in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was thirteen years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still shivering for each other.