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I had just transferred into Westmore Elementary School as the Head Caretaker. It was my first morning and everything was going as well as it should be for someone with 16 years of experience.

As staff came in to start the day, I introduced myself to as many as I could. The Principal and I had worked together before when he was a teacher at one of the other schools, and we got along very well. I had no worries that things would work out well here for me.

I always got along well with staff at every school I went to. After all, I was there to serve the needs of both staff and students. Everyone I worked with and all of the students, called me Mr. C. At the recess bell, teachers and support staff congregated in the staff room for a quick munchie or drink and to have a coffee or just chat.

A lady walked in that took my breath away. She wasn't a model or bombshell, but Shaunna made my jaw drop. Her hair was shoulder length, mousy brown, she stood about 5'1" and she had the milkiest white skin I had ever seen. To me, she looked like a porcelain doll. Her nice, round ass fit perfectly in her tight fitting jeans. I thought that she was so gorgeous. Her voice was soft and had a gentle raspiness to it. I found out later that she was a widow with 8 year old fraternal twin daughters, a blonde and a redhead.

I also was widowed. I had lost my wife to skin cancer 12 years earlier and finished raising 3 daughters on my own. My 2 oldest were already married and my youngest was 18. I was older than Shaunna by 14 years. I thought that I had nothing to lose, so I asked her out. She said no, but not for the reasons I worried about. She was just not ready to date yet. She had a beautiful soul. She was kind, caring and she listened intently and she was very wise for 31. There is nothing like a deep loss to get you focussed on the things that need doing. We became good friends and she confided in me and I in her. She was so compassionate and had a way of putting you at ease in any situation. Soon, texting and evening calls became part of our routine. I was not much for texting, it was too easy to misinterpret the message. I preferred good old fashioned conversation.

We lived in a small city with limited shopping, so Shaunna and her girls would take Saturday trips with my daughter and I to Costco, an hour away, and we all would just have a good time together. Shaunna was great at planning and organizing events such as museums, IMAX, tours, picnics and all kinds of other fun, enjoyable activities. She was even more amazing than I had first thought. We became closer over the last few months, she was not ready for a relationship yet, but she was very close. Her girls were not only siblings, but great friends too and they got along very well with my daughter Callie, a photographer who used the twins as models whenever she could.

One Saturday, the girls asked if they could go to the Fair after we finished the shopping. Shaunna tgought it woukd be fun, so we set down the ground rules, bought ride bracelets and gave each of them some spending money. Callie and her boyfriend would take the girls to the midway rides and we agreed to a meet-up location and we went one way and they went another. Shaunna and I walked and talked, played a few carnival games, laughed a lot and then she stopped and looked at me with the most loving eyes. She had those pretty little crows feet that I never mention. She was about to say something, then paused, realized that she was hungry from the smells of carnival food cooking and wanted some of those crazy culinary delights, so off we went in search of something to eat and drink. She took my arm and slid her hand down to mine and our fingers entwined. She placed her head against my arm and told me that she loved me and thought it was time that our relationship moved forward. I stopped on the midway, people passing left and right, and kissed her right then and there. I couldn't believe what I had just heard and I beamed with joy. I told her that I loved her too and wanted this day to last forever.

Once we found food, she sat at a table and I waited in line. I brought over the funnel cakes and corn dogs and set them down in front of her, she thanked me and smiled so sweetly. I just reached in and kissed her. She put her hand to my face and kissed me back. It was the most magical meal that I've ever had. We talked and talked about our lives, our kids and the future. It was a great day. Once we had eaten as much as we could, Shaunna suggested that we find a photo booth to commemorate our

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