I once knew a woman who liked having spiders in
her house.

In my mind because of what I saw as a macabre
liking, alarm bells sounded in my head.

She was beautiful, and I loved the way she looked,
but her affection for the creepy crawlikes was

just too much for me. I imagined being in bed with
her and a spider or three.

I imagined she’d be okay with black widow spiders
in her house too,

which true or not was an ultimate deal breaker
for me.

Bob Boyd