"No! That is
not what happened!" Gina cried defensively.
"Just shut
up, Gina," I sigh "You know
it's true." The conflict deepens by the minute, the anticipation to get
out of this "jail-cell" doubling every second. Her cruel words fight against my silence for
over an hour until I hear "Alright guys, session's over." I take my
eyes off of the paperwork that lays in front of me and my eyes shift to
something else. I'm stunned. In awe. It's my divorce attorney. My divorce
attorney! Her eyes-- stars given by
heaven. Her face-- a flawless canvas. Hot...
I'm in love. With my divorce attorney.
I'm in love. With my divorce attorney.
You missed the two b's.
ReplyDeleteBut good job. It was close.
ReplyDeleteThe closest you can get without being inappropriate.
ReplyDeleteIt was pretty good. i agree with ben.
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