The morning rush hour was typically heavy. I was driving my wife to work in the medical district. We were stuck at a red light. Traffic was so congested, it was taking several cycles for the cars to get through the intersection each time the light changed. It was late summer, the windows were down and we were enjoying the otherwise lovely morning.
As we waited, we noticed a young couple in the car in front of us . They must have been newly in love because they’d embrace and passionately kiss while waiting for the light. When the light turned green, the young guy would move the car ahead a bit, the light would turn red, and the couple would start making out again.
When their car got to the corner, the pretty young woman got out and straightened her clothes. Waiting for the light to change one last time, the couple kept up the lovey-dovey exchange with the young woman leaning in the car window. Finally, the light turned green and she blew her boyfriend a kiss good-bye.
“Why don’t I get kisses like that?” I asked.
“Because she doesn’t know you,” my wife replied.
copyright 2017 Christopher Donahue