My second teen kiss was from Erik behind a Wendy’s in Orlando. He was vacationing with his sister. I was with our church group. We’d met in Disney at the beginning of the week. At the end of the week, I learned he was from my home state and lived about 20 miles away.
Tonight I met my second Erik with a ‘k’, behind a blog entry on WordPress. He was in Paris with his girlfriend. I was in the U.S.A. with my laptop. We’d followed one another since earlier in the year. Here in October, I learned his fiance lives in the next town.
Her parents must be right down the street. I hope they get an eiffel and are seine enough to give this young love a triomphe.