One afternoon, Roo and I were standing together looking out the window of our apartment at the parking lot below--probably spying on some neighbor.
As we stood next to each other, making wild conjectures about the person below, Roo stopped mid-sentence and looked me up and down.
Looking concerned, he asked, "Are you really that short?"
I just laughed.
And grew a little bit shorter.
2 comments:
He just said that to make himself feel taller. When people saw our wedding invitation, they always asked if Troy was a basketball player.
No wonder you love this guy. He is one of a kind, the rare and valuable kind.
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