Chapter 11: I Wasn’t Alone
August 8, 2014
The Patriot Martini: 4 Parts Gin, 2 Parts Dry Vermouth, 2 Parts Fresh Orange Juice.
Getting to know Tuck was probably one of the best points in my life. Understanding him was even better, realizing that we were different in ways, but compatible. Perhaps the best part of my fresh relationship with the Midwest man was falling for him. Slowly, but surely, it was happening, and I didn’t have any control over it. Getting him out of my mind was next to impossible, and lighting up with a blooming smile was hard to contain in his presence. Frankly, I didn’t know what love was, but I was slowly learning, relishing every moment with Tuck Martini, labeling him as my own.
Separately, we carried out our own lives. He practiced his piano and I critiqued thre
