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Christy came into my life like a photo bomber. She had a way of showing up in the picture and I had no idea how she came to be there.
She was friendly with, Janice, a woman who lived in my apartment complex. We were on ‘waving and smiling’ terms. Over time Christy, who was often around, signed onto the ‘waving and smiling’ practice. So I now had two waving and smiling acquaintances. That’s how it progressed for a while, with the occasional smiling, then waving thrown in.
They were both attractive women. Christy, more so. Imagine a slimmer version of Kirsty Alley combined with Amy Adams; shiny black hair, soft grey eyes, pert nose, a glowing complexion and an electric smile. She wasn’t slim, but she carried herself well and seemed comfortable in her skin.
From what little I knew about them, I gleaned that Janice was a wine distributor and Christy was a buyer for a wine store nearby. One night the store was hosting an event featuring ‘wines of the world.” I’m an avid cook, but when it comes to wine, I drink what’s in front of me, so I thought I’d go along and learn something.