I assumed love was solely true in fairy tales, meant for another person however not for me.
However anyway, I joined an internet courting web site and met a lady.
I hadn’t put my very own image up on my courting profile, only a image of my pickup.
However that’s okay, as a result of she’d simply put an image of her canine. I despatched her a message, one thing almost-clever like, “Your canine can journey in my pickup any time,” and he or she responded.
We hit it off fairly rapidly, and began chatting commonly. On daily basis, typically all through the day. Slowly we realized extra about one another. Her canine’s identify was Daisy. My truck’s identify was Dodge Ram (I apologized for my lack of creativity). She was a CPA. I used to be a beekeeper.
And at this, she stumbled. “If we ever meet in real-life, I need you to know that I may by no means date a beekeeper.” However we had been nonetheless distant from that time, so it was moot.
However time went on, and we step by step turned nearer to that time. Extra private data. What agency she labored for. The place my farm was. Names of family. Names of excessive faculties. All of the issues that simply come up in dialog ultimately should you speak to somebody lengthy sufficient.
However, oddly, in spite of everything this time, neither of us had thought to ship any photos. Till sooner or later I acquired a message from her: “I by no means thought I’d say this, however I actually do wish to meet you in particular person. I believe we’ve got a uncommon connection, and I don’t wish to squander it. I wish to ship you my image, and I need you to ship me yours, however I’m telling you, I can by no means date a beekeeper.”
I couldn’t think about a life with out my bees. However I additionally couldn’t think about a life with out her. Tentatively, reluctantly, I clicked on the picture connected to her message.
Then I noticed her face. Now I’m a bee leaver.
