The family gathered on the front porch, their niece laughing at the stories Aunt Pearl spun, pleading for one more before bed, giggling the words out: “Tell the one where you guys first met.”
Pearl remembered the day twenty blissful years ago when she walked into the fabric store and spotted Kitty, the resident knitter.
“Do you remember our first date, Knit, when we saw Boys on the Side at the dollar theater and I caught you crying?”
Knit – everybody called Kitty by her nickname nowadays – leaned toward her niece shaking her head, “I wasn’t crying, your aunt threw buttered popcorn in my eye when Drew Barrymore came on screen.”
Pearl beamed at her best friend of twenty years and said, “Better than hitting the lottery when I won you that night, Knit.”
Her wife returned her smile and reminded her, “Knit won Pearl too.”
I know, I know, I know… THROW ME OUTTA HERE! Groooooaaaaan. Couldn’t pass on the opportunity, this story begged to come out. <— See what I did there, I’m full up with ’em today.
I have to thank Celia for suggesting Knitter yesterday because I wasn’t getting anywhere with Kindergarten Teacher. I also have to thank Ernest Hemingway whose six-word story (For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.) inspired me to try writing six-sentence stories for April. Letter K was brought to you by Kay Jewelers, every kiss begins with Kay. And by KFC, nobody does chicken like KFC. And by Kellogg’s Frosted Flakes, they’re g-r-r-r-eat.
Come back for tomorrow’s six-sentence story with L. Any of you Librarians want to suggest another job title to keep yourselves alive?