At some point in our lives some of us may experience a relationship that travels between the boundaries of reality and the surreal.
Its a place that bends the rules and expands our horizons.
But it can also be a place that breaks your heart.
Many years ago such a place existed for me.
And the “free soul” that I shared this place with was a one of kind lady named Christine.
If our lives can be compared to stars travelling through space.
Then Christine’s life was like a phantom comet that came calling on an unknown orbit.
Tall, Athletic, and Dangerously Sexy.
Christine was a work of beauty that the ancients could easily mistake for being a deity of worship.
Her beach blond swiss braid hung like a vine of temptation in her Garden of Eden..
And with a piercing pair of cobalt eyes that could illuminate like a cat in the night..
She was part Athena the Hunter.
Part Aphrodite of Desire.
And for better or worse.
ALL American.
