After spending the last few hours of the morning washing the inside of the windows for her mother, she hurried to her room to get ready for her 1:00 p.m. luncheon appointment with her coach.
She opened her closet door and flipped on the light switch, but just saw a flash of light and then complete darkness. As she stood on the ladder replacing the bulb, she grumbled to herself about having to do the same task she had done just a month earlier in the same closet.
After a quick shower and dressing for the occasion, she grabbed the pearl necklace her grandmother had given her for good luck, the one her grandmother had worn back in the day for a similar occasion. She carefully slipped it over her head, making sure not to mess up her hair while doing so, and positioned the pearls just so. Then it dawned on her that her coach would be proud of all the wave practice she’d done that morning.
Nice slice of life story!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mimi. This could have been someone's slice, but not mine. :-)
DeleteWhat a sweet memory :)
ReplyDeleteThe you tube clip was funny!
Thanks. Totally fiction this time around. :-)
Deletelol
ReplyDelete(I, too, watched the youtube.)
wax-on, wax-off, grasshopper!*
*yes, double, ancient cultural references!
Thanks, Clark. I thought about that movie, too, as I was writing this fictional Six.
DeleteMemories make the best posts. Thanks
ReplyDeleteThanks. It could have been someone's memory, but it wasn't mine. :-)
DeleteLovely six! Says so much.
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