After a few more moments of conversation on a variety of topics between these two close friends, Faye said, “Hey lady, you know how my knees like to act up every now and then. Let me get off this phone so I can clean my house of the new man scent your handsome locksmith left before I forget about how good my husband used to smell, God rest his soul.” Shonda, missing Jebulon almost as much as Faye missed him, quipped, “Knowing you, not even Jesus himself could get you to forget Jeb’s aroma!” Mentally agreeing with her friend that no man could take the place of her Jeb, Faye playfully retorted, “You are so crazy. Bye!”
Before Faye could hang up the phone, Shonda quickly asked a question with a serious tone in her voice. “Faye, you know the stuff we’ve been going through the last few months is just the beginning, don’t you?” Faye hated when her friend talked like that because she knew where this conversation was headed. She decided to try to use a little satire to hopefully defuse the lecture she suspected Shonda was preparing to give her. “Okay, here we go. This is the part where you tell me the world is a dangerous place and there are some evil people out to get us.”
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