I went to my high school prom with a pretty blonde girl. I really don't remember much of it, except guys who usually didn't talk to me kept coming up and saying, "Who's your date?"
A couple years later, she took me to her high school prom. I don't remember much of it, except I was in college with shoulder-length hair and no dress shoes, so I wore the nicest hiking boots I had. I remember that at the after-prom, we slow-danced to Chicago's "As Time Goes On." It was nice.
We still keep in touch. In fact, the descendants call her Grandma.
A couple years later, she took me to her high school prom. I don't remember much of it, except I was in college with shoulder-length hair and no dress shoes, so I wore the nicest hiking boots I had. I remember that at the after-prom, we slow-danced to Chicago's "As Time Goes On." It was nice.
We still keep in touch. In fact, the descendants call her Grandma.