This is how it all began. I was crying at the bus stop, spaghetti sauce all over my elbows and forearms, with my face in my hands. I thought he wouldn't come, but there he was. Beauty in all, his overalls looking fresher a ever. Helmet in his large, manly hands, a four-fingered beauty, waiting for me. He took me into the Chili's, holding my sweaty, spaghetti-covered hands. He wiped my tears away. "I'm here now, and everything's gonna be okay." he said to me soothingly. My daddy was there and that was all that mattered. We were seated in the Chili's and I was amazed by his beauty. I order more spaghetti, only to put in my purse for later. Bobby, my sweet boy, did not order any food but payed for mine. His wallet was almost as thick as my love and support for Bob. "T-t-thank you... B-bob..senpai builder.." I say. He does not respond, but he looks me dead in the eye, and I could see every equation. I saw the pain and hurt in his eyes, I can't imagine the darkness he has seen. I begin to disassociate, and forget everything because I am with my one and only, my love, MY Bob. Before I knew it, we were in his tractor, driving to a hotel.
