Holding The Fort Down In Lauderdale

With most of the field dropping like flies a French maiden was dealing with her sloppy track in life and lonely existence that had to declare the property she owned during life by preparing a wasiyah. And while reviewing the documents she noticed in the papers a refund was allotted concerning her huntress lifestyle when she was a caza dora as well as getting a Mom’s pass for not making the financial commitment to raising children.

Staring out the window of her assistant living community Cochon De Lait had a spark of imagination when recalling Oma Lee, a visitor who appeared looking for work. Being South of the Border at the time it was tradition for the guestar to do light house chores. Due to Oma Lee’s commitment to volunteering the labor was dirt cheap while the friendship seemed price less.

An individual came over wearing a white suit and Cochon smiled, “I was remembering my friend Oma Lee,”

“Really,”

“I wasn’t joking I was out of the money and she came in and did all these chores for free.”

Listening contently the orderly wheeled her by the window inside the room that she rented thinking it was one of those inexpensive Motels where the boys were playing in the sand.

“Here Mrs. De Lait a nice change of scenery,” he said.

“I was just thinking of her,” Cochon mumbled about Oma Lee as the gentlemen left the door open, “I was just thinking of her.”

As the white light gleamed in the hallway a whisper requested, “Axel,” there was a pause, “Axel, what was that mature lady claiming?”

“Nothing, “Axel reported to Nurse Morgan watching television, “she is just getting ready to be roasted.”

And sure, enough when life’s fair grounds were finished an apple in the mouth with a beach side stage made Cochon once again a star while her fans ate her up.

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