Love at First Hiss
"The soft, romantic kind. Holding hands in the rain, kissing under the stars, then getting married and having a little girl I can dress up…"
I rested my face in my hands, eyes sparkling as I drifted into my daydream.
The black snake stopped being confused. Its vertical pupils filled with alertness.
I sneaked a look at it and decided to add fuel to the fire.
I pulled up some photos of my cousins and shoved the screen in front of the snake.
"Come on, Blackie. Help me choose. These are the dates my best friend set me up with."
I opened my photo album.
I pointed at a photo of Jeffrey Abbott, wearing a soccer jersey, and introduced him proudly.