Chris and Christie
Chris and Christie I had known Christie my whole life, and to hear our folks tell it, I had been in love with her too. They say that I used to follow her around like a little puppy dog. Whenever mom couldn’t find me, she’d go next door to their house, and sure enough, I’d be wherever Christie was, just watching her. They once found me curled up under her bed while she napped. They would tell these stories to anyone, while I would blush madly and stare at my shoes, but who could really blame me? Blue eyes, blonde hair, Christie was the epitome of the all-American girl next door, while I was the all-American geek. I had asthma, so I couldn’t run around, and had no interest in sports whatsoever. I was into …