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100 Words on Love, by Rob Azevedo
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It was 1991.
While I tried piecing together a ham and cheese sandwich out of a half slice of pickle and something that looked like mayonnaise, one of my roommates comes humming up the stairs and tells me a cop car just pulled up in front of the apartment.
I’d been in a fight a few nights earlier and, well, I won…in Herculean fashion, for once.
And I was in trouble, big trouble.
So long sandwich. Out the back door I went, racing toward Flower, the young lady I was dating at the time and whom I would marry ten years later.
I get to her place and I’m panicked beyond. Yes, beyond.
I’m shouting before she even answers the door of her student condo, “Where’d you say you were from?! Where? Where? Where?”
“Wha? What?” she’s saying at the door.
“Where’d you grow up?! Where you from?”
“Upstate New York. Rochester. Why?”
“Let’s go to Rochester.”
“When?” she asked.
“Like right now!” I said.
“Okay. Let’s go,” is all she said.
And off we went. Just like that.
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More love, in 100 words.
This story has been republished to Medium.
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