She said, "You will never know the real me."
And I said, "You are not so hard
to figure out.
I am not the sharpest knife
in the shed, but I
will find a way
to uncover your strengths
and weaknesses. I will learn
just what it is you love
and hate, who you think is grand
and why you will want only three of my babies,
not four.
I can understand parts of you already
that you think are hidden.
I am more perceptive than you think, Jocelyn."

"My name is Fred," she said.
"I think," I said,
"this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
"Where’s that from?" she asked.
Said I? "Goodbye."