Sunday, August 25, 2013

Day 243. She Knew Her Face Said Crankerella

The man belched at the bar, and she could feel her forehead furrow.  She knew that her face said, "Crankerella," but truly, are there no manners left?

Her distaste grew, but now she turned it upon herself.  There was something, about this neanderthal...something sexy...  Ugh!  She could feel herself falling for the wrong man again.

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