You met me at the dollar store in Dartmouth.You told me I had pretty eyes. I said “So do you and that’s a pretty dress you’re wearing.” You were going to a wedding you said. I said :Are you getting married?” You said “NO. I’m divorced.” You were the prettiest woman I’d seen in a long time. I’ve prayed since that our paths would cross again. The only regret I have is not asking your name and phone number. You know who you are! I’m hoping you’ll read this. Or someone you know. —Your Secret Admirer
This article appears in Dec 6-12, 2012.
Too many dollar stores. Any way to narrow it down?
This is fun.