Remember the princess who kissed the frog so he became a prince? At first they danced all weekend, toasted each other in the morning with coffee, with champagne at night and always with kisses. Perhaps it was in bed after the first year had ground around she noticed he had become cold with her. She had to sleep with heating pad and down comforter.
His manner grew increasingly chilly and damp when she entered a room.
He spent his time in water sports, hydroponics, working on his insect collection. Then in the third year when she said to him one day, my dearest, are you taking your vitamins daily, you look quite green, he leaped away from her.
Finally on their fifth anniversary she confronted him.
“My precious, don’t you love me