Saturday, February 18, 2012

anecdote #228 - He, 7 mos. older and wiser

-What?

(I stared, dream of him flashing back.)

- What?
(blushing)

-Spit it out.

(turned to hawing)
- I, er, this dream, you're sh-shimmying

His shout of laugh,

then
regarding me solemnly

extended a hand to shake,
- Congratulations... on getting a pulse.

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