Karla called me last night, for none else than to catch up on the times. I was so happy to hear her voice that I fell almost instantly into a kind of waking drift.
We chatted unceasingly for close to half an hour before she said slyly: “Hey, Jason, d’you remember when we decided to first start dating London, and because we both liked the outdoors so much the first place we went was Lake Richmond?”
I smiled. I’d never forget that first date. Lake Richmond was known all around town as being a haven for biggest horseflies in the state. But hey, young love knows no fears. Pox the horseflies!
We’d both learned that day that although young love knows no fears, it isn’t insect proof!
Go figure.