Truth, or dare?

Although Will and I grew up only blocks away from each other, it took over two decades for our universes to collide. I'm so glad they did.

On a starry, summer night, while standing in line waiting to enter our small town’s newest bar, I chatted anxiously with my roommate, Helen, and my new friend, Stewart.

It was the summer before my junior year of college at Wake Forest. I was wearing my favorite white dress. It was Friday night, and we were excited.

Suddenly a tall, attractive guy got up from the bar’s patio and started walking toward us. He enthusiastically greeted Stewart and became more enthusiastic as Stewart introduced me.

As fate would have it, Will and Stewart were friends from high school. Stewart lived in New York and was in town visiting. Will saw Stewart earlier in the day while running through our neighborhood. They hadn’t seen each other in years, but now he had seen him twice in one day.

As soon as we entered the bar, Helen, Stewart and I snagged a table on the patio and ordered drinks. We asked Stewart who his friend was and told him to invite him to our table. Will gladly came over and took the empty seat next to me. He drank scotch and told a couple of jokes (I seem to remember one in particular about a French fighter pilot) while we all laughed and reveled in the energy of the night.

In the middle of a lighthearted game of Truth or Dare, Helen sensed a connection between Will and me, and dared us to kiss.

All eyes were on us as I turned towards Will, wondering what he would do. Our eyes locked, and before I had time to think, Will kissed me. The energy was palpable and a lively romance began.

The stars had aligned, and we were finally in the same place, at the same time.