“We can be on a date in two separate locations.”
Hmm. I wasn’t sure I agreed with my honey when he made this suggestion. I thought a date meant being together, doing something together. TOGETHER. What possible ecologically friendly activity could he have in mind that we could do together except in two separate locations? I imagined phone romance, telepathic connection, two cans on a string for whispering come-hithers.
“You’re the one with experience as a roofer.” He meant a rooftop destination without wine and hors d’oeuvres. At least we’d have a view of the city.
He wanted me to out on the dormer three stories above ground and patch a hole created by a tree branch. I was definitely up for the job. Because of the height thing, he worried about my safety and insisted on the harness. He sat by the chimney to keep an eye on me. That’s testing trust, willing to believe he and the harness would catch me.
THE END
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