UNREACHABLE ALPS

In front and above me stands a Goliath who must be 6'6". I, 4'11" (only one inch taller than a midget) do not fear. My small voice yells at him, ‘You have a lot of guts taking the parking spot I was trying to back into.’ I’m not sure he hears or sees me. ‘Hey, up there, didn’t your mama teach you manners or was she too busy looking for the goose that laid golden eggs?’ To myself I ask what are these asinine words I’m muttering? That hunk isn’t worth my time. Get your alterations from Macy’s and forget about the jerk.

As I flippantly turn my back on him, he bends his knees, comes down from his perch and looks right into my eyes. ‘I apologize Miss. I should have seen you but didn’t. There could have been quite a crash.’ Looking more closely at his face, his eyes, I almost drown in their blueness. They are the real McCoy Blue Lakes, clear, deep, cool. And then he smiles to me and I am lost. Idiocy envelopes me. My heart races to where it has never been. These crazy, wild thoughts must be visible. I look away, tell myself to scram or clean up my mind. ‘Suzy, he’d suffocate you, crush you, rip your insides out. Go home. Cool off.’

I pay no attention to myself, offer him my hand as I apologize for being so huffy over nothing. It disappears in softness. I head towards the mall and Macy’s, stop dead in my tracks. A giantess is headed my way. Behind me is Goliath. I feel smaller by the second. The lady is lovely, a blond 6 footer, wearing perfectly tailored bone colored slacks that cover her insteps. Her dark wash denim jacket had to be tailor made. I am invisible as she walks past me without a glance. A picture of the giant and his giantess flashes thru my mind, embarrasses me. I flutter my eyes to erase the image and it is gone.

The giant comes closer. So does the giantess. If I don’t get out of the way they could crush me like being a Lay’s potato chip in a dip bowl. I pretend to drop something so they can meet and greet each other with no interference. In the blink of an eye, before I can straighten up, the stunner is behind me and Blue Eyes in front. They just happen to be two tall beautiful people, not lovers. I quicken my pace and try to catch up but can’t. Aimlessly I walk the mall for 30 minutes, looking in every men’s shop, hoping to find him again. I don’t.

I get my altered dress from Macy’s, drive home, do what I do too often, have a light supper, watch t.v. go to bed alone, enjoy my fantasy and fall asleep.