My mind drifted back to the time I told the boys that Dianne and I were together and that they said I was punching. I knew back then how true that was. In fact, I think nearly all the people we told said that. But then Dianne mistakenly said she felt she was punching, thinking it meant intellect instead of looks.
Months had gone by since then and I still wondered what on earth I'd done to deserve her. Plus, she thought she wasn't talented when that couldn't be further from the truth.
I looked at the picture. And... send.
