He woke me at 3AM coming up the stairs singing “Sandy (Brandi if you remember the song), you’re a fine girl…”
This bartender who mixed my French 75‘s flirted his way to my bed… and he stayed a while.
One Valentine’s Day we had cocktails and watched sports, then quietly he walked me home. I waved goodbye from my 3rd floor window as I watched him walk away singing… “Sandy you’re a fine girl what a good wife you would be…”
It’s much easier when you leave love out of it.
© Sandy Hibbard