I was sitting alone. Sweltering in my small RV. I knew he was around. Hiding? Keeping cool?  

Out of nowhere he zoomed past my head. Oh, there you are, you rascal. 

Most folks recoiled if I mentioned him. 

He and I had been cohabiting for quite a while. Roomies. We had an agreement. 

He was company for me. I didn’t have many friends.

And I respected his space as a living creature of the Universe. Like me. But different.  

We find friends in unexpected places. My relationship with The Wasp was one of the most surprising you can imagine.