I stood up admiring myself in the full length mirror. How long had it been since I'd been on a date anyway? Ten, twenty years. OK maybe not that long. Ma had set me up or rather bribed me to go out with Donald Pendergast on New Years Eve 5 years ago.
"Lois, go out with the young man, it will do you good. Get out of your PJ's, put on some makeup and go.
At the stroke of mid night he zoomed in for a kiss, sporting a dollop of mustard on his corner lip. I stopped, dropped and rolled, pink chiffon flying every where. I stood up, ran towards the exit, tripping on the steps, losing one shoe on the way out. It was the anti - Cinderella story?
I found out later he was my third cousin twice removed. Pity date. Thanks Ma.
The shrill ringing of the phone brought me back to present day, I let the call go to voicemail. I knew full well it was Ma calling for all the details. Jeez it was only 8:45 pm, did she really think I'd be back from my date this early?
"Have some faith Ma," I said to myself. I kicked off my shoes, grabbed my portable phone and padded towards the bathroom, removing my clothing. A nice, hot bath would make me forget about Chad and the date that almost was.
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Story of My Life
HumorSweet Lois Phinney hasn't had a lot of luck with the opposite sex. When her mother and nosy next door neighbor try to encourage her to get out there. Lois decides to become the master her own destiny. This is a short story I had written almost 20...
