I wasn't a pagan, a heathen believing in Gods and Magick. But the mysteries had never been silent to me.
I was told that by the eve of my 16th birthday, I would find my greatest love, and I believed it once I saw the two men walking into the café where I worked on my birthday.
They were pledges in a fraternity, and their first test was to stay silent mute to women.
The funny one who wore a t-shirt of "the eagles" asked me how old I am
And I told him:
"I am 16 and 2 minutes"