Your LL Bean Boyfriend

As Charles cleared the table he said, “Alright, are you ready for this? You bested me at Scrabble last weekend but I am ready for this rematch.” 

“My grandmother is a genius,” Charles said as we found our row and stowed our bags in the overhead compartment. “By retiring in Bermuda she’s guaranteed that all of her grandchildren will use any excuse to visit her. You’re going to love her; fun people retire to Bermuda.” 

Even when I was in the other room while Charles was watching TV, I knew that if I heard the Marden’s commercial come on I should always poke my head in to watch him mouth along the infamous commercials’ closing jingle, “I should’ve bought it when I saw it at Marden’s!” 

“We had a long day hiking, how about we just curl up with a good book?” Charles suggested. “I’ll get the wine”

The storm clouds rushed in and the downpour began, ruining the potato salad, the lemonade, and the picnic I’d packed. Instead of grabbing our stuff and running to the Subaru, Charles put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me in for a kiss. “It doesn’t matter what the weather is like when I’m with you,” he whispered.