If you just tuned in, each Friday I post a short story of exactly 55 words. This is the brainstorm of Mr.Knowitall (Gman) who rules that it must have at least one character and a plot. So here is my story for this Friday which just happens to be the 33rd wedding anniversary for my husband, Rocky, and me. Not bad for the 2nd time around, is it?
THE STORY: Jack Spratt wondered, if he could eat no fat, how was he going to help his wife lick the platter clean, so on the way home from work that night he stopped at a pet store and bought a half-starved puppy. His wife was, indeed, delighted so the three of them lived happily ever after.
