Oh Mr Patterson
Love at first sight can be a beautiful thing for some people, when it’s the right person that is. Cupid struck me with his arrows and I had fallen head over heels for someone. He was perfect, just my type. His jet black hair, with the odd spots of aging silver was always neatly trimmed and slicked back. His eyes were a steel blue-gray colour which made me melt each time I gazed into them, and he had the clearest, most smoothest lightly tanned skin. He was incredibly handsome and I was smitten,...