It’s hard to believe I babysat the HVAC technician.

My husband asked me to call the HVAC company. We needed to replace our air conditioning unit before summer. We decided since the HVAC system was almost twenty years old, we would replace the entire system. When the HVAC contractor arrived, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. My husband wanted to know why I was staring at the man, and I told him he looked familiar. I couldn’t place where I had seen him, but he looked really familiar. I asked what his name was, but my husband couldn’t remember. He just looked at the HVAC ID badge and let him in. When he came upstairs, he was quick to turn his back on me while talking to my husband. Even when he was talking to both of us, he had a way of hiding his badge. Half an hour later, he was getting ready to go. He leaned over, kissed my cheek, and said ‘good night, Henny’, and I laughed. I turned Bill around and told my husband this was little Billy. He’s the monster I babysat when I was fifteen years old, and he was five. Our HVAC technician gave me another hug and told me I was just as pretty now as I was twenty-five years ago. After telling him my name was Jenny, he said he knew. Two days later, he brought his family around so I could meet his wife and twin girls. He proudly introduced me as the first woman he ever fell in love with. We talked about what happened almost twenty-five years ago, and how he had become an HVAC technician. He told me his father-in-law owned the HVAC company, and if I ever needed an HVAC technician, I should ask for him.


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