I was just a young boy. It was still a wild country then. Out on the plains there was still a kind of magic. I used to ride my pony out of the city and meet with her, the beautiful native girl with the name that reminded me of a sunset: Kyocera Bluetooth Dongle Stereo Earphones.

Her people were a simple one, but they believed in communication. There were few wires, nothing to tie them down. They moved as they pleased, working with all Music A2DP handsets and MP3 compatible devices. They could handle a cell phone, an iPod, video games with voice chat, anything with a 3.5mm mini jack. Everything was lightweight and easy to move. Her family made me welcome when I visited, and she said that she was happy when she was with me. She showed me her Mini-to-Standard USB Adapter and told me that one day she would give it to her child, just as had been done for generations. And she looked into my eyes as she said it, and I told her I never wanted to let her go.

Then one day it was over. She never said why. She just moved on and I could never find her again. Maybe she was just a dream that was too wonderful to last. Maybe I made some mistake. Maybe it was just fate. Maybe I should have looked in the corner of my couch or ordered a second backup headset for emergencies. But I finally just accepted it. And I moved on.

Now I own a little ranch, in the same town, and I have a family of my own. Even still, I still think of her sometimes, when I look at the sky in the morning. My Kyocera Bluetooth Dongle Stereo Earphones. If only our talk time had been more than 6 hours with a 200 hour standby. If only it had been forever.

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