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Why This Time?
Why this time? Our best vacation ever; on the ocean. Fresh-caught, rosemary-grilled swordfish, with citrus Margaritas, and similar variations of, every dinner. Sweating, rolling in rose-scented sheets each midnight.
Your eyes laser onto the hostess’ deep cleavage; the receding ass of our waitress after taking our orders; the crotch of the smooth-skinned sommelier explaining why red is better than white with our meal.
Morning brings matching beach and water corrugations under drab sky. Despite yellow flags, we maneuver the day sailer until shore blurs to smudged line. I target your temporal with my mallet, heave you overboard, and wait.
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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the host of Friday Fictioneers.
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WHAMMO!!!
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lol!
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That’ll teach him!
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lol!
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wow Li! That ending! Wonderful! Xox
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Thanks, CA!
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“I target his temporal with my mallet” gave me a headache.
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“Don’t give me no lies, and keep yo eyes to yoself.” :)
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Wow! He had that coming…
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