Sprinkle of Freckles

The flight attendant on my flight from San Francisco to Philly today routinely asked me what I would like to drink, and then when he looked at me, his eyes began to smile and a great big grin came across his face. "Your freckles are adorable!" Hah? Hee hee, blush, what? (in my own world again) He said he always loved freckles, and everytime he came by to serve more drinks or gather our trash, he'd give me this cute grin as he adored my freckles. Hee hee, no one has ever commented on my freckles before, and I forget about them when I look in the mirror. So, the next time I went to the bathroom, I gandered at the sprinkle of freckles across my upper cheeks and nose, the freckles that appeared one summer like a bunch of teeny tiny tans as a child when I took swimming lessons. The lady sitting next to me commented, "I think you have a date tonight." Hee hee.