Her hand was cold as it touched mine. Either that or my hand was warm. I turned and looked at her. She was already looking at me, somewhat embarrassed. None withdrew. "Something about strangers," I thought.
I was the first to know. I surprised her "Honey! you're pregnant, I'm gonna be a dad." She called me crazy and asked me if I thought she was fat. I was on the defense. 9 months later, she married somebody else.
She wanted a dog; I didn't. I'd pull her away from the pet store every time we pass by it on our way home after class. Sometimes I sit by myself and say, "I should've gotten her a dog".