This week’s blog prompt is A.) wicked easy for me to write, and B.) a happy chapter in my life.
Backstory: In 1983 I met a man. Kinda cute, kinda funny, wicked smart. We worked together.
Plot: He asked me if I’d like to go out on a date sometime.
Conflict: I’d just gotten out of a VERY toxic relationship and wasn’t looking to start another one anytime soon. But…I said yes, because, you know…he was kinda cute!
Act 1: it was a saturday and we were both off from work. He drove me to an airport. I said, “What kind of date is this?” He said, “Trust me. It’s a goodie.” We boarded LAKER AIR ( long now defunct airline) where you paid for your seats once you got on the plane. The seats were $50.00 a piece. Already he’d spent more on this date than the toxic relationship guy had for a year on me. We flew to BOSTON, a town I’d never been before.
Act 2: Beautiful day in Beantown. Cool weather, sunny day. We played tourist. Went to the USS Constitution and the naval museum. We toured Liberty Hall and walked some of the Freedom trail. We walked around Faneuil Hall. We ended up in the North End and had a delicious dinner at a tiny hole-in-the-wall restaurant that served the best food ever! We talked for hours, non-stop. We flew home on the midnight flight.
Act 3: Married for 31 years.
Most romantic memory ever! Best date ever! Best boyfriend/husband!
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