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Avery

... graduating high school when she told her aunt that she ‘met a guy’ and that she really ‘liked’ me. Her aunt went nuts when Avery told her that I was 38 years old, but Avery stood her ground and said that she was going to ‘date’ me if she wanted to and there was nothing her aunt could do about it. I didn’t like it that her aunt disapproved, but I wasn’t surprised either: she was just a few years younger than I was. Eventually Avery’s aunt accepted defeat and stopped protesting about the relationship between us. I don’t think she ever really fully accepted us, though. When Avery was 18 and a half, we announced our engagement. Avery’s aunt hugged her silently as if to say, ‘I hope you know what you are doing’. She looked at me and said, ‘you better not hurt her.’ I assured her that I would never dream of hurting her and that was the truth. I asked Stan to be my best man. He thought I was lying when I told him I asked Avery to marry me. He was even pissed that I didn’t tell him we had started dating, although, I think he would have been even madder if he knew WHEN we started dating and how old she was. We were married in a small ceremony the same day Avery turned 19. She was unbelievably gorgeous in her wedding dress. And there were plenty of jokes about me only needing to remember one date (birthday/anniversary) for the year and how that was going to come in handy as the Alzheimer’s set in over the next few years. But we took it all in good stride. After the reception, I took ...

... my bride back to the little apartment, just as she expected we would go. I even carried her over the threshold. We made Love for the first time as husband and wife and the feeling seemed even more intense than before. It was almost hard to believe that I’d been making Love to her for almost three years now and that magic was growing, not fading. We made Love for hours as we usually did and eventually fell asleep, content in each other’s arms. The next morning I had a surprise for my new wife. She still didn’t know that I had a great paying job and plenty of money and I thought of a funny way to tell her. It had been a while since I spent any real time at my actual home, but I checked on it at least once a week and I had services come in from time to time to do the lawn and dust/clean inside (not that it needed much cleaning). I suggested we go for a drive—just to ‘site-see’ and she thought it was a great idea. So, after breakfast (she made instant pancakes in honor of our very first breakfast together) we got dressed and went for a drive. I pretended to be driving around aimlessly but I knew exactly where I was going. We were driving through my (now OUR) neighborhood when I started talking about all of the nice houses in this area. Avery agreed but said that she liked our apartment just fine. I stopped the car on the street in front of my house and looked at it as if for the first time. “Yeah, our apartment works for us, but can you imagine how nice it would be to start our ...