Flirting. Old School Style

My widowed Step-Granddad is 94 years old. He’s on no medications, spry and sharp as a tack. He still travels a lot, driving his car and sometimes taking spur of the moment trips so that make everyone panic because no one knows where he’s gone or when he’ll return. So when he was invited to Grandma DJ’s 90^th Birthday party, he was glad to ride down with my Mom and my step Dad. On Saturday before the birthday party we went to the Campground Church. The church is an old country church set back in the woods that has our ancestral graves in the cemetery some dating from the 1800’s. Back past the church in the woods there is a spring where everyone would get their water for parties or weekend revivals. We all walked down the spring and on the way back Grandma, (also a widow) walked back up the hill, holding on to my step Granddad on her left and me on her right. Because of this positioning I was able to hear something that most people don’t get to. 90 year old people… flirting.
This is how the conversation went.

Him, picking up a stick and showing it to her. “I better hold on to this. I might need it”
Her, now leaning heavily on her left side where he is supporting her, “Oh? You gonna spank me?”
Him shaking the stick in a suggestive manner, “You never know. I just might need to”
Her, grinning, “If you spank me I will cry”
Me, thinking, “Dear Lord, now would be a good time for the Earth to open up and swallow me whole”
I can only hope one that I make it to that age and two that I’ll not be afraid to have a little fun.