A Real Woman
The first time I met her was really a just a serendipitous event, I had been invited to a party by an old college friend and when I arrived at his place I realized that I didn't know anybody at he party, besides my friend, and most of the people were a lot younger than I was. I grabbed a bottle of Heinekens out of the refrigerator and leaned back against a wall and watched the party progress. There were maybe twenty or so people, a few more women than men, and most of them in their middle...