This morning I received a one-in-a-million phone call from a friend:
“Shelley, you’re going to hate me if you don’t get this. Your one and only love of your life is at Angelo’s right now.”
Now, Angelo’s is a little cafe across the street from my lab. But, could it be? Could my one true love REALLY be there?
As I walked past Angelo’s and looked into the window, my young heart skipped a beat. Imposing profile…….well-shined head…..booming Shakespearean voice???? It was him! Jean-Luc Picard!
Well, actually, Patrick Stewart. Ever since I was a kid I made no bones about the enormous crush I’ve had on Mr. Stewart, and to have him in my town only feet away from me was almost more than I could bear! So, what did I do? Well I was way too shy to go in and bother him during his lunch so I just skulked around outside by the window, catching furtive looks at his gleaming noggin when I could.
All that separated us was a bit of glass, and yet, so much more. ::sigh:: Make it so.