As a young woman, fit and sturdy with apple red cheeks, the baroness had become quite famous after a fashion for having climbed Mont Blanc with her new husband. She returned, flushed, wildly happy, and completely uncertain as to what all the fuss was about. “We were merely out for a long walk,” she said,…
Tag: young love
The Beauty of a Chance Encounter
Experiences leave us marked in visible and invisible ways. They stick with us whether we want them to or not. They make us fall headlong into people that leave us gasping and surprised at the wonder of it all.
When the Arrow Hits Its Mark
The first time he saw her, it was love at first sight. He was in a bar and it was the forties, in Butte, Montana, and women unescorted by men in bars were rare. Which is why the woman’s uncle, when he saw her there with her sister, got up and chased the pair of…
Carpe Diem in the Eternal City
In Rome, everything that has ever been done has been done there. Whatever will happen has already happened there. Roman air is thick with history and the millions of spoken words that have ever been spoken. I’m sure that Bob was not the first to stop and climb atop the fallen marble in the Forum…
A True Fairytale of Sorts
I used to work at a call center and it was about as bad as you can think it would be. Repetitive. Florescent. Uninspiring. You say the same thing to every caller. You take their order. You bid them goodbye. Then you do it again. But it’s a good job for students and moms who…
Young Love Narrowed Down to One
Through the months, lots of girls came and went. Usually in packs. Their voices carried across the balcony, across the air. Always with laughter and lightness. Until there was just one girl’s voice that carried across the way.
Kristel Gibson 