When I was a young girl I used to live in a small town where everyone knew everyone, An old lady lived down the road, her name was shirley. Her grandchildren would come over for holidays and visits, my mother played bingo with shirley and they thought it would be good if her grandson and I become friends since he hardly knew anyone close to his age.
Once we both got used to each other, we hang out every chance we could get, I remember waiting for him to get into town, I would then run down to Shirley's and pull him out of the house and we would come up with some adventure to go on.
I started to have feelings for him and would try and impress him by doing cartwheels in-front of Shirley's when he was there.
10-15 years later we were both single and admitted our feelings for each other. We had kept a close friendship when we were growing up but we never thought we would end up being together.
He tells me to this day that the cartwheels I done had worked, and that hes liked me ever since he met me.