Max hatched the idea with her.
For lemonade, infused with rosemary.
Could have bought lemons, but it was more romantic to steal them.
From the neighbor’s yard.
He waited until midnight, walked past the house.
Turned around and walked back.
Jumped the fence.
The sensors tripped the lights, their dog lunged, and all hell broke loose.
Max had wanted her from the first.
Your freckles and long legs haunted me.
Ophelia seemed expert at keeping men at bay.
Made me want you more.
6 month courtship.
Finally she consented to a “fling”.
He left her apartment uncertain.
13 years later he woke up next to her and counted his lucky stars.
Another couple, two more winding their way through love.
It’s hard to predict what the outcome will be.
But, they have each other. And sometimes that’s enough.