Chivalry isn’t dead, is just walking with a limp, and he might be it’s cane.
It’s not the fact that they stayed together over summer, though 344 miles away, both working in movie theaters.
It’s not the fact that he walks her back to her apartment (on cold nights, across town).
Rather the subtle way he pulls her into our conversation, telling me about her exotic bug collection, the way he walks closest to the street, the way he answers my questions with stories about her, like who had better high-school biology teachers:
The little big things that mean everything.
Lovely post.
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