She held out the crumbled paper in her hand toward him. “How could you?”
“It was a moment of weakness.”
“A moment of weakness? We made a promise!”
“Sorry.”
“Sorry? That’s the best you can do.”
“Honey, it was just one hamburger.”
Filed under: Micro Fiction Tagged: Yeah Write
http://ift.tt/1hp0FII
No comments:
Post a Comment