“How did you meet Gramma?” she asked, eyes sparkling at the impending story of romance.
“I saw the most gorgeous blonde I’d ever seen, next to an okay brunette, and I said to myself, ‘I’m gonna marry that woman.'”
“And you did!?”
“Nope.”
“Then… what happened?”
“I married the brunette!”
This is Alexandra’s third 50-Word Story. She wanted her dad to know she doesn’t “always” write about death or cannibals.
ha ha! Love it.
My dad was the same, he always said to me, ‘Can’t you write about more cheerful things?’
Julia please explain this story ….
Ha,ha,ha !!!!!
I really liked
Kudos
JT
This one is hilarious, great job Alexandra!
I have to say I was wondering the same thing! :) I love everything that you write!