My daughter tries to squash that. 'Why risk your lovely new butterfly wings in his web? Can’t you two just date?’
As in coffee on Thursday mornings and nature walks if we feel up to it.
And, oh, we do! We’ve been exploring each other’s flora and fauna. Bill has a gentle touch. It’s been a long time.
‘He’ll suck you dry.’
She's a mosquito in my ear: I’ll end up driving him to doctors' appointments, putting shoes on all those feet.
Perhaps.
Bill has eight. Right now, they sure do tickle.