A young guy (well, “young” is a relative term…he’s in his mid-twenties, which is young to me) came into the store at about 2am and bought a package of tampons for his girlfriend. And what’s more…he did it without a trace of the usual male embarrassment that accompanies such a purchase.
I think that is the ultimate expression of affection/love. At least it seemed like it at two in the morning. It still seems like it over six hours later. And I’m at a loss to come up with a female-to-male equivalent.
Maybe after I’ve had some sleep…
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R. J. Keller is the author of Waiting For Spring. An avid independent movie enthusiast, she was Managing Editor of The Movie Fanatic website and created episodes of the writer-centric YouTube series, Inside The Writers' Studio, with author Kristen Tsetsi. She co-hosted Book Chatter with Stacey Cochran from 2011-2014. She lives in Central Maine with her family, where she enjoys gardening, collecting geeky memorabilia, and watching other people cook.
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Whhhooo! I’m just excited to see in writing that I am still considered young. My boss’ teenagers have been making me worry…
Awwwww… you know, I find that incredibly romantic. What a guy!
Teenagers are good at that, Jen. But never fear…twenty-something is still young.
See, now that’s what I thought, Spy. (Men…take note.)