My First Love(s)By Templeton Moss
I don’t know how the subject came up. Wait, yes, I do. We were sitting on the couch, watching television. Or, at least, I was watching. She had her tablet out. I think she was reviewing some stuff for work the next day, but I heard the “ping” which meant she had received a notification. She tapped it and read about her niece going on her first date.
“Oh, that’s cute,” I said, looking at the picture. Two thirteen-year-olds, looking uncomfortably formal, awkwardly smiling at the camera.
“Yeah,” Audrey said. “First love.”
A short silence followed, not counting the sound of the television and the occasional “ping” from her tablet. Finally, she said to me:
“Do you remember your first love?”
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HE SAID…
My first love? Let me see…I guess that would be
