Jessica and I were sitting somewhere a few days back. I don’t exactly remember, so let’s just say a restaurant. All of a sudden she exclaimed, “Holy shit! This is amazing!”
She was staring at the side of my head and giggling. Then she reached over (without asking) and started digging around the hair just above my ear. Since I have written about how I love pulling out her white head hairs, I assumed she just found my first white hair. Like a neurosurgeon she delicately and masterfully maneuvered her fingers in position for about thirty seconds before pulling. Well, not like a surgeon at all. She wasn’t going inside my head, wearing scrubs, or had even washed her hands before touching me.
