Steve came to my parent's house, and we talked a lot about our relationship. I just didn't see it working when he was too young for me.

He finally agreed that he should stay in school and go on to university. We didn't see each other for a long time after that.

I was at work when Steve walked in one bright summer day. He had grown taller and leaner and was just as handsome as I remembered.

I went for lunch with him, and we decided to see each other for a while, and to find out how things would go between us. The age difference was not so important anymore.

Turned out we still had a lot in common, and we've been together for a few years now. I can't say his parents have ever really accepted me though.