Lucy Wagner Gets in Shape (A Romantic Comedy)
“I spend most of it deep in thought, so deep that I don’t hear Jen calling until she rides up next to me.
“Hey, Spacey--I’ve been screaming your name for a quarter mile.” She’s looking at me like my brains are dripping out of my ears.
“Sorry, I’m in my happy place.”
“And what place would that be? Melrose Place?”
“Man, I’d love to be sitting on the couch watching Melrose Place right now.” I say longingly.
“Bitchy Amanda,” Jen nods in agreement.
“God, I miss that crazy whor...e Kimberly.” We’re quiet for a moment, huffing and puffing, embroiled in thoughts of nineties primetime soaps.
Before I know it, the bike ride is complete, and we stop for food. Will has packed for all of us, and he‘s made sure to include all of my favorites (protein bars, M&M trail mix, and blueberry Pop-Tarts). As I shave the frosting off the top of a Pop-Tart with my front teeth, Will and my Dad begin to move our kayaks closer to the starting point.MoreLess
“Hey, Spacey--I’ve been screaming your name for a quarter mile.” She’s looking at me like my brains are dripping out of my ears.
“Sorry, I’m in my happy place.”
“And what place would that be? Melrose Place?”
“Man, I’d love to be sitting on the couch watching Melrose Place right now.” I say longingly.
“Bitchy Amanda,” Jen nods in agreement.
“God, I miss that crazy whor...e Kimberly.” We’re quiet for a moment, huffing and puffing, embroiled in thoughts of nineties primetime soaps.
Before I know it, the bike ride is complete, and we stop for food. Will has packed for all of us, and he‘s made sure to include all of my favorites (protein bars, M&M trail mix, and blueberry Pop-Tarts). As I shave the frosting off the top of a Pop-Tart with my front teeth, Will and my Dad begin to move our kayaks closer to the starting point.MoreLess
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