The day after Bush won his second election I was leaving a restaurant in San Francisco at the same time she was, she looked up at the rain and said, “even the skies are crying”, and looked at me with real sadness in her eyes, and yes, she was beautiful, and I said, “tears of joy no doubt”, and boom, there were knives flying at me from those same beautiful brown eyes. True story.
What a great story! Good for you.