"Oh, Cynthia," he said, his voice soft and crooning, as he drew her to his side. "You are the source of all my hope, my joy. You are my inspiration!"
She pushed her hand hard against his chest. "Gerald," she said. "You are a fool."
"Just a fool for you, my love."
"No Gerald," she said. "You are a fool in your own right. Go to your wife now, or else I shall."
This little scene was inspired by Sunday Scribblings number 224. The word was source.
the source of a lot of broken marriages and families..interesting
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment gs batty. This scene really just "came to me" when I thought of "source".
ReplyDeletegave me a giggle.. Rain'
ReplyDelete@Rain: Glad you liked it.
ReplyDeletethe ending was so unexpected. great piece.
ReplyDeleteNice twist, and great economy.
ReplyDelete@Lisa: Glad I was able to take you by surprise. Thanks for your comment.
ReplyDelete@Ian: Thanks. I haven't seen you around for a while. Must drop by your blog.
Yikes! nice and tight - well done!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great chuckle that was.
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