“Men communicate at their convenience,” Madeline’s mom told her, and mom knew about men. She married seven of them.
Madeline married once, and her Steve was a joker. He’d bypass meaningful conversation and move straight to a punch line. Always.
Ten years later the jokes stopped.
“I want you to be present when I talk to you,” she told him Christmas Eve. Predictably, Steve ran upstairs and rushed back down with a bow tied around his head.
He laughed and laughed.
So she put him under the tree.
And she laughed and laughed.
She also giggled when they dug him up.
Gruesome but it works!
I agree – a good story and then pow! And justice prevails in the end.
Thank you both! I’m glad you enjoyed the story.
Wow! That was good! 🙂
Eeeeheeeheeheee! This made me throw my head back and cackle. Deliciously wicked.