“So, it’s your fault he did that?” Debbie asked.
“Well, it was a dare. I didn’t think he’d actually do it,” Judith said.
“What did you think he’d do?” Debbie stared, perplexed, at her best friend. Judith was a scientist, gorgeous, and somehow successful despite being a scatterbrain.
Judith pondered Debbie’s question. “We’ve been dating for 101 days.”
Emily opened the door to the bar. She hadn’t been to Barney’s Pub in years. In fact, 30 years now that she thought about it.
God, she must be old.
But in her defense, she left the little town of Barneysville when she was 18. Couldn’t wait to explore the real world. Continue reading
Denise had two things on her mind: carrots and Carl.
Carl loved carrots. Carl hadn’t talked to Denise in two weeks, three days, and 14 hours, and the only thing on Denise’s mind was to bake a carrot cake that would make Carl come back to her. Continue reading
“‘Be Bop a Lula,’” he says.
“What?”
“That’s her name, ‘Be Bop a Lula.’”
Jill inwardly rolls her eyes. Jason has been softly pushing her for more during the last year. More time together, more intimacy, more thoughts of moving in together. She’s a ‘less is more’ kind of woman. At least, that’s what she’s become.
“Why is that the plant’s name?” Jill asks, pointing to the hanging plant in his hand. Continue reading
Remember how I told you I didn’t want to live with you? I needed my own space, my own home before I made one with you.
I meant it.
But you didn’t believe me. Or, you believed me, but you needed me to make a home with you. To create a space together. Continue reading
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