“That’s Aunt Bea, my mother’s sister,” Tracy explained as Brian squeezed her knee under the table. She kissed his cheek and pointed. “The redhead is Uncle Jeff’s first wife, Sandy. She’s still considered family.”
The DJ called revelers to the dance floor. Tracy shouted over the music, continuing to point out family members. She waved to one of the bridesmaids, a high-school classmate, who squealed and ran to her, a diamond flashing on her left hand. They hugged. Tracy nodded toward Brian. “Mia, may I introduce…”
“Brian?” Mia scowled with clenched fists. “I thought you were at a conference in Denver.”
Love it!
Thanks, Michelle!
Oh, Brian. You’ve just lost two women. Well done, loser.
Love this story, Rita! 🙂
LOL. Yes, Ephra, he is a loser. Thanks for commenting!
I love your stories!!
Thanks, Wendi!
Oh, how little lies too often come back to bite us.
Oh snap!! Nice twist. I laughed out loud at the end.
It’s an interesting setting but needs engaging thoughts.
Karma strikes! Great story, great twist.
Loved this. Got the whole story in a couple scenes. Well done.