Down at the waterfront tonight our leashes tangled as our little dogs played. I’m glad my picnic was crashed by that wedding party; if it wasn’t, we may never have crossed paths. Meeting you and your little guy made my night beautiful again. Maybe we’ll bump into each other again, and if we do I’ll find the courage to introduce myself. —A Shy Girl and Her Social Butterfly
This article appears in Aug 7-13, 2014.
