She grabbed my hand and led me to the stairs. She stood on one step and took my shoulders, positioning me in front of her.
"See?" she said, looking down only slightly at me. "I'm taller!" On the step she was about 6'3" to my 6'2". Nice. With that, she put her arms around my neck and kissed me. My arms encircled her slim waist.
"Mmm," I said, "Actually, I'm shorter."
"No, I'm taller."
"No, I'm shorter."
"I'm taller!"
"Look, I had to learn Einstein's Relativity Theory in Physics as well, and I'm here to tell you that relative to you, I'm shorter. Of course, on the other hand relative to me, you are, in fact, taller."
"I shall shut your mouth with a kiss." And she did. When she broke the kiss she said, "Remember that line from Shakespeare's 'Much Ado About Nothing'?"
"Shakespeare had all the good lines," I said, and kissed her again.
"Here," I said, "I have an idea, too." I led her to the middle of the floor, her hand in mine. I knelt before her. On my knees, we looked each other in the eye. We kissed. "See?" I said, "I'm shorter!"
"No, I'm taller!"
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