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little Petey
when she looked up she knew he could not be her blind date
He was knock-out handsome, a joy to look at, so she looked down.
At the novel in her lap, which was boring, but it made her feel less self-conscious.
“are you Ladonna?” The voice startled her. She looked up.
It was the gorgeous man she had seen looking around from the doorway.
Her voice stuck; she could only nod. What is wrong with him? She wondered.
They had a lovely dinner, and a marvelous conversation. She wanted another date.
Maybe another hundred dates with this man. She tried to not look too eager.
“Let’s do this again sometime,” he said. She was glad because it was an amazing date.
She rang up her Aunt and thanked her for forcing her into doing this.
Best date I have ever had, she told her, and he was handsome too!
His aunt asked his name. Then she laughed. “I know him!”
“You do?”
“You know him too.”
“I do?”
“Little Petey who used to follow me around when I gardened.”
“That is little Petey!”
“Sure is!”
In a year they were married, and they both helped her Aunt garden.
Copyright ©
Caren Krutsinger
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