A Love Letter Distance

Nobody gets to tell you who or how to love.

Photo by Joanna Kosinska on Unsplash

My Nonna initially met my grandfather when she was sixteen.

It was a Saturday night, and they both were at the only movie theatre in the area.

At that time, there was an intermission, so the employees at the theatre could switch the reels of film. They had to wait for the reels to be brought from the…