“I like those pigtails,” the soldier said, standing in the kitchen. We were in the middle of moving his stuff in 2 weeks ago.
“What pigtails? What are you talking about?” I asked.
“Oh, I just saw that book cover picture out there in the garage.”
I laughed. “Yeah? What did you think of that?”
“Oh, I was just looking at it. You’ve go no shoes on,” he said. “You have the same feet now and you did then.”
“Yeah, I do and you’re crazy,” I said reacting to the look on his face.
“No I just love you. You were cute back then too,” he said.
“Yeah, well I was happy in that dress, I’ll tell you that. I was hap-py! But what did you see in that picture? What did you think of it?”
“Well, I was looking at your feet. Those are the feet I love right there. That’s what I thought of it.”
“Oh, good. Okay good, I’m glad. Don’t tell me anymore, okay?”