It was May 1985 in a sunny little Florida town when Juan made his way into the world. It wasn't until October 1987 that Hannah was born. They lived parallel lives - same town, same schools, same church, same friends. They trick-or-treated together every Halloween and neither ever thought romantically of the other. Their lives continued onward and they travelled to foreign towns, took lovers, drank wine, and learned from great scholars, without a second thought of the young friend in another region of the world.
That is, until Halloween 2008, when their lives intertwined once again in an act of destiny. It couldn't have been more perfect if he had dressed as Batman & she as Robin. It wouldn't have been more serendipitous if he wore a Hotdog costume & she a mustard bottle with armholes. The stars shan't have smiled more if he bore a frock resembling Samuel L. Jackson & the lass clothed herself in a confederate flag half shirt, gently applied a makeup in the form of a blackened eye, & swathed her waist in chains. Nor if he wore the threads of a Romeo and she the gown of a Juliet.
On that starry All-Hallows Eve, their eyes met from across a case of Busch Light. He knew at that instant that she had always been the one for him. She felt in her heart's heart that the boy was her one true love. Their costumes spoke volumes that their mouths could never utter. For no two souls are more destined for each other than crazy-long-armed man & Amy Winehouse.
