I Promise I Was A Gentleman

I suffered a bad industrial accident, several days in the hospital. After going home I was going crazy, boredom. I got up and the trash needed taking out. I hobbled holding on to the wall, the garbage in the other hand. Outside the kitchen door was a landing, three steps down, no handrail. I feinted, fell headfirst onto the pavement.

I was there for quite a while until the high school girl next door saw me. She came over, did her high school CPR, and checked me over. She ran home and called the police, who called for an ambulance. Back in the hospital she came to keep me company, read the sports page to me.

I know gull well I got Florence Nightingale effect something serious. After I got well I became over protective. Fortunately her mother was understanding, 'if you touch her I'll kill you'. She had duties when they had me over for dinner, because I needed home cooking to get better.

I had to accept the inevitable when she went to prom with one of her classmates. When time came for college I gave her my opinion, stay home with me. But she was hard headed and went away to college. I waited for her to come home with her laundry. Her mother sent her back with me, do she didn't have to ride the bus. Eighteen was 'of age' and 'legal'.

She was talkative and kissed my cheek when I left her there. For Thanksgiving she baked me an apple and blueberry cobbler. When it came time to coffee and the football game her mother sent her to serve me. She sat on the floor beside my chair. And her mother said nothing.

I waited until she graduated before putting a ring on her. And then we had a honeymoon!