How Not To Find Love

How Not To Introduce Yourself

Babies were my favorite thing.

My dislike of babies was reinforced, by a wailing infant in blue.

However, the guy holding living alarm, catches my eye.

I slunk up behind him, while he struggled to buckle up the kid and balance a cake in his other arm.

"Need help?" I take the cake that's decorated with little farm animals.

"Thanks." He finally gets the baby settled in the car.

"Ha, 'cute' baby. Must be nice..."

"Yeah he's a handful." His eyes kind of went dim. He got into the driver's seat.

I lean up on the car. "So you're having a party?"

"Uh, yeah."

"A birthday party."

"How'd you guess. It's my son's"

"Wow, that's so coo-"

"I gotta go." He started up the vehicle.

"Oh sure. Was nice to meet you!"

He ignores me, and backs up. Then he was gone.

I learned later that the guy I met kidnapped that baby. He caught a year later  and was sent to prison for a long time, until be was released early for good behavior.