Doesn't the prairie looks so beautiful in the evening when the sunsets and the birds in the sky are flying through to get to their homes in the trees and other dark places to spend the night alone or with another bird or animal... it's all so magical. I wish I was a bird so I could fly right out of here.... and maybe: I could visit and see my babies and my grand babies... they never see me that often and I miss em so awfully much. I sometimes sit in the living room and wait for the telephone to ring and check if it's my babies calling in to say hi to me at last. Not a wink of them: what a disappointment. Margie and somebody else.... I can't remember their names: Barb? Karen? Whoever it is: calls me to say hi and that they want to sell something for me and I always lie to them and say that I'm busy, but actually I'm just not interested.... I'm not the type of person to be scammed or take advantage of.... I'm not a mimsy bitch... I'm a class lady: with a heart of gold.
Supper time is coming soon and my friend will be coming here soon. I can't wait. I'm so happy, he is going to make me the envy of all the other ladies of the prairie. Wow! Can you beat that? But... I shouldn't gush myself in pride... I shouldn't be prideful, it's not right: although it wouldn't hurt to gush every now and then, would it?
I remember a time when my ex husband took me out dancing at the local lounge and I was gushing: I was young, I was in love. I'm sure enough he was in love as well: or he could've been filled with ego? Who knows. All I could say that we were just in love. Dancing in the lounge was magical... it was wonderful. He made me feel as if I was his everything... his pride of joy. I got his rocks off and it was alright: it was natural at the time, and still is. After that: I got pregnant with my first child. Well. Actually. My first set of twins: my girls... my two beautiful twin girls. They are the love of my life... the reason to living: my girls. Gary is the love of my life as well: but my children are special. Nine months of having my twins in my stomach was torture: but it was worth it... for special moments like that. All that pain has finally paid off. I wish they could stay with me..... but, they're busy ladies.... with busy lives and busy careers. So that's understandable. I have to share all of my children to the world. I'm thankful that I have Gary with me... I know that he'll never leave me..........
Must go back inside and check on the roasted ham.. and also get ready for my friend.
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KOI FISH ROMANCE IN IOWA //🐟 A NOVEL 🐟// BY: MR. OMAR KING
Random70 and up year old Olive Kankertale is having a friend for dinner over in her old big house in the prairie of Iowa... but then something else comes up.... her friend won't be able to make it over at Olive's house. Who will she have dinner with, now?
