We had been staring at each other, and we always seemed to bump into one another, even though I had made the extra effort to avoid the encounter. So, finally I said,”We can’t keep looking at each other like this, we’ve got to do something.” Luckily, my feelings were reciprocated. Thus, began the inevitable affair, mostly done in the kitchen, but at the end of the day we ended up on the couch.

I was talking about the apples, of course. What did you think? They were still at a surplus in the house, so I had to do something about them rather than just staring at them. And the couch? I was watching TV while enjoying the tart, with a cup of tea.

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A Love Affair

They would accidentally bump into each other from time to time, outside of class. If someone was arranging that to happen…