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October 17, 2007

Michele: A Working Dinner

“I know it’s Friday, Rebecca. But I need to go to work.”
“You promised me a picnic.”
“I didn’t know then that I’d be called in.”
“Find a way to make it happen. Or else.”
“Is that an ultimatum?”
She rolled her eyes. “Sure sounds like it, genius.”
“Fine. We’ll have a picnic at my work.”
“At the cemetery??”
“Would you prefer I lose my job?”
“Yes. It’s disgusting.”

Still, she agreed to meet him, which worked out nicely.

He looked in his shed for a tarp and plastic gloves, thinking how wonderful it is when wants and needs collide.

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Comments

I totally struggled with this theme today, but I was determined to get something up here.

Posted by: michele at October 17, 2007 5:08 PM · Permalink

Eeewww!

Posted by: Eric at October 17, 2007 5:24 PM · Permalink

Heh! I was starting to think today's theme seemed a little too prophetic.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at October 17, 2007 5:28 PM · Permalink