I’m playing punctuation games this time. Julia gave us a four-word phrase to prompt our 100-word stories this week –
… and winter will bring …
– so I split it between two sentences. (Smiles innocently) That’s all right, isn’t it?
When we were in our twenties, Cindy was my best friend ever. She always had ideas on what to do for fun. But you know how it is, I grew up, got married, moved, raised kids, lost track of her. I hadn’t heard from her in twenty years or more; the last time we talked, she had just thrown her third husband out. Or maybe he threw her out. I wasn’t sure.
So you can imagine my surprise when I got a Facebook message from her.
“I’ll be in your town all fall and winter! Will bring sleeping bag’n’wine. You provide house. Party on!”