How We Met

I blinked slowly as I stared at her across from the table. She sat there with ice cream smudged over face as she greedily licked off the spoon, hoping to find more.

Disappointed, she finally looked up at me.

"Can I have more?" She asked, almost pleading.

I chuckled and stood up. "Sure,"

"Tell the story of how we met!" She yelled excitedly, waving the spoon around.

"Again?" I asked incredulous.

"Yes!"

I smiled. "Alright, it all started years ago..."