What a prompt! When I saw it on Wednesday, I knew just where I’d go. This photo from Liz Young really haunts! However, we were away for our 30th anniversary, and no wi-fi or electronics except in our room… we were too busy to sit around long enough for me to write and post. So, I’m sending this in late, and looking forward to seeing what others did with this one. As always, thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for running this weekly group of Kool Kats. Stop by her blog for more details. As always, I welcome honest, constructive feedback. Please leave a comment.
Lilly smiled as she handed the man his burger-deluxe. He winked and she blushed; Lilly wasn’t sure how to respond to older men. He gave her the creeps, but she smiled again, politely, and handed him his change.
Four hours later, Buck Johnson wiped his hands on a Burger House apron. As the sun sank, he kicked dirt over the petite brunette’s naked body, and zipped up his fly.
“Stupid bitch–– shouldn’t lead a man on.”
Lilly stared off into the pale sky, a frozen smile on her lips. She’d never known how to deal with older men.
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