You know you're getting old when you stoop to tie your shoelaces and wonder what else you could do while you're down there.
In my rush, I hadn’t tied my shoelaces. Noah was now tying them for me. He looked up at me through his dark fringe of lashes and smiled. The expression on his face melted me completely. I knew I had the goofiest grin plastered on my lips, and didn’t care. “There,†he said as he finished tying the laces on my left shoe. “Now you won’t fall.†Too late.