Twenty years later, with three children at her side she ran into two of her lovers in the grocery store. They were talking. About her. Her nineteen years of monogamy didn’t matter to them. Only the one year of infamy that included them. Her toddler didn’t care, by her teenager was all ears as she swung the cart around.
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Click on the badge to go to the hub.
This is in response to Chef Char’s request last week. I’ve got another on this theme set up for next week.
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