She was 5 foot 1 inch, maybe 2, definitely not more then 3. Huge eyes that could stare into your soul and if you looked into them too long you, would forget what you were saying.
For someone so small she was quite bossy. So when I refused to move a couple of seats so that she could sit next to the air-conditioner, her face turned sour, her fists clenched and she called me “pig headed dick”. I think that’s when I fell for her.
I had to bend down to kiss her even when she was standing on her toes.
Her hands pulling my hair.
And her eyes…those goddamn eyes. Staring into my soul.