When it came time to go to college, I was really upset. Ever since I was old enough to have a crush, I have had a crush on our HVAC technician. I would peak around corners whenever he was at our home. We lived in a small community where we were able to have the same HVAC technician every time. There were only three in the HVAC company my parents used. It was the father and his two sons. The youngest son serviced my parents’ HVAC equipment. When he was outside working on the air conditioning unit, I would be in my bedroom. I would look down at him and watch him work. Last, I finally had the nerve to go outside while he was there. I was lying on the lounger chair, appearing to be tanning. When I went out, I offered him one of the waters I had brought out. He talked to me almost the entire time he was there. I didn’t think he had noticed me, but he did. When he left, I thought I was in love, but I also knew I was going to need to go to college soon. If only I had gotten up the nerve to talk to the HVAC earlier. This year, I finally graduated college. I was at my parents’ house when the air conditioning service needed to be done. I was surprised to see it was the same HVAC tech. When he saw me, he said he never thought he would see me again. I told him about college, and how I worked through the summer, and I asked if he was single. We’ve been dating ever since.