74/365 Mary Helen,
normally quick and determined, dragged her feet from Boston Common to the top of the subway’s escalator. At the parking lot she stops, weighs carefully the seventeenness of her daughter and me, glances at the RV, says, “Girls, they’re making love.” So we wait.
posted by Indigo Bunting at 7:23 AM
4 Comments:
Wowzers!
..........
waitung.....
....still waiting....
Well?
You ARE going to give us more than just that?
You little tease.
Sadly, I had only 44 words, and this draft started at nearly double that. We were all on vacation in a motor home, along with a couple that really needed to have some alone time, apparently.
"When the RV's rockin', don't come a-knockin'...."
Yes, Yoleme, that was exactly it.
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