Recollection 1

It was at this time of the year. A blood red top. Enticing.

We had a quiet dinner, after hours of deciding and not deciding. She was worried we didn’t have enough money. And we didn’t like the set dinners offered all over town.

But I bought her a gift anyway. It was a smile worth getting.

That was to be the last time. Trouble was already brewing somewhere in the nether regions of our hearts.