ask for it by name “What about that family back home?”“I love them to death,” she said, unblinking. “But you never forget your first – date.”I started to sit down at the dining room table with her, but I craved more intimacy than that, so we sat down on the side of the bed. I took her hand and looked into her eyes and all of a sudden, it seemed like the last 25 years had not flown past. In the dim light of my one room lamp and the flickering of the tiki torches outside, I could still make out the red in her hair.Read More
