I Met Somebody New
It was a Tuesday afternoon.
Light rain, followed by a vicious downpour
pushed our original meeting time back by an hour.
I pulled up and parallel parked outside of the
‘80s style brick home.
Walked up the soaked sidewalk and nearly was
taken out by a muddy puddle.
I steadied myself after the slip.
Palms sweating, as I’ve never done this before
and a seasoned acquaintance told me things got intimate. Fast.
I climbed the three steps leading to the front
door.
Upon entering the foyer, I was immersed in
“Lover” from Taylor Swift’s 2019 album wafting
through the air.
A muted rerun of Golden Girls played
on the oversized television screen.
I began to think we may, at a minimum, get
along. Perhaps, just maybe, something deeper
would manifest.
I entered a small room off the left of the hallway.
Removed my clothes and wondered what was to
come.
As I tapped my toes together, thankful I had
gotten a pedicure earlier that same week to
distract from the various ant bites scattered
across my feet, she walked in.
“Bethany.”
“….Yes.”
“It’s nice to meet you. It’s time for your skin check.”
This is your friendly reminder to make your annual dermatology appointment 😁.
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