Now she understood why his friends call him Mr. Ed.
The cruise Albert had in mind was a tuna fishing charter. Nevertheless, Miriam made the best of it, ignoring the splatters of chum that were already staining her new sundress.
"It's a text from Roger... He's breaking up with me... Hmmm... I'll be able to go with you to the luncheon, after all."
Still a bit rumpled from her supply closet rendezvous with Arthur, Prunella warmly welcomed the visiting Amish quilters to the thimble factory.
"It was quite simple, really," Loretta told the girls. "While Robert was busy ogling the hostess, I slipped the waiter my phone number."
Polly couldn't suppress a smile when she noticed her rival for Siegfried's affections was wearing pleated pleather pants.
I lie about my age and weight, steal Splenda packets from work, and have been told I own far too many shoes.
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