The Meeting of Dad and Mom

The road that brought me to the McDonalds in Magnolia doesn't seem very relevant at this time. I just know that the manager, Valerie hired me. It was around June of 1987 I began to work there. They gave me this horried polyester blue uniform that no one else had. They had newer more modern for that day ones. I complained to Valerie and eventually got a new uniform. Anyways, about a few weeks into working there, I remember seeing Ellis pass me at the timeclock and stuff. But he hadn't quite stood out to me yet. Then one day after yelling "I need a Big Mac". He hollered back at me something and our eyes met. He had dark eyes that seemed very lonely. Then as I was at the french fry station, he pulled my ponytail and we were hooked.
He asked me out and I went. He had a horrible looking car. It was old and uggggggggly. But it ran, which was all that mattered to him and me at that time. It did smoke though real bad. Anyways, we went out and I think maybe the 2nd time we went out he told me that his family was mixed in race. He thought that would be a problem to me. It wasn't. So long story short, we continued to date for the next month and I decided to move in with him. We were in Arkansas and I swear the bugs were double in size than what they were in Texas!!!. So when we moved into the second place. (The first one was too buggy for both of us) I began to really realize I loved him and vice versa.