Bad Attitude
“Fuming, Molly walked away from the rain-streaked window. “On top of that, this appears to be one of those forty-day and forty-night rains.”
Angie looked up; she lay sprawled on the love seat in the living area of the small trailer the two women were sharing. In her lap was a crossword puzzle, and she was tapping a pen against her front teeth as she pondered a word. Acknowledging Molly’s distress, she asked teasingly, “What do you think they’re doing over there? Drawing up plans for an ark, ...perhaps?”
“Hardly. And if you don’t mind, I’m trying not to think about what they’re doing,” Molly said glumly, dipping a chocolate cookie into her morning coffee. “I had hoped my little chat with Mitch yesterday would have at least some kind of dampening effect.”
“Don’t say damp,” Angie grumbled.
Molly continued to be more worried about Heather than the weather. “Evidently Heather’s appeal outweighs the very real threat of her macho professional wrestler husband tearing Mitch limb from limb.”MoreLess
Angie looked up; she lay sprawled on the love seat in the living area of the small trailer the two women were sharing. In her lap was a crossword puzzle, and she was tapping a pen against her front teeth as she pondered a word. Acknowledging Molly’s distress, she asked teasingly, “What do you think they’re doing over there? Drawing up plans for an ark, ...perhaps?”
“Hardly. And if you don’t mind, I’m trying not to think about what they’re doing,” Molly said glumly, dipping a chocolate cookie into her morning coffee. “I had hoped my little chat with Mitch yesterday would have at least some kind of dampening effect.”
“Don’t say damp,” Angie grumbled.
Molly continued to be more worried about Heather than the weather. “Evidently Heather’s appeal outweighs the very real threat of her macho professional wrestler husband tearing Mitch limb from limb.”MoreLess
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