Love never goes out of style

She applies her edible mint fresh lip gloss, checks her hair - down and around her shoulders and smiles at me. Into our second glass of Beajoles-Villages, she smiles and says, "This is the shirt I wore on your birthday."

 

I say, "well, this is the shirt I wore on my birthday too." and here we are a month later - wrapped together, full from dinner at Mama Lucia's, sipping wine.

 

"We should get ready for Katie's party," She checks her wrist watch, pinky up.

"What time is it?"

She makes her famous face of resignation, "It's already 9!"

"Where does the time go?"