“Mrs. Henretty,” said Dr. Knowles. “Your son fell three stories. He’s alright.”
“He with that Jones widow again?” snarled Petunia.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“He hurt anythin’ vital?”
“He received a concussion.”
“Busted his head?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“That’s alright. He weren’t usin’ it anyways.”
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EagleAye
So true!
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Right? Something else is doing all his thinking. 😉
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LOL he certainly isn’t using his head if he’s climbing three stories to visit widow Jones. Something tells me his head is going to be even worse when his Ma gets her hands on him 🙂 How you came up with this story from the prompt amazes me.
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Oh his head will be okay, but he won’t be using his butt for about a week. And the chores he’ll get, he’ll be too tired for Mrs. Jones. 😉 I’m quite happy to come up with this crazy stuff. I don’t know where it comes from either…but I like it. 😉 Thanks Lyn! 🙂
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Very funny…love Petunia’s concern. And her name!! 🙂
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Hehe. I wanted her name to contradict her personality. Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks much, Deb! 🙂
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I really did! 😊
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Hahaha that’s gold! He certainly wasn’t using his head at all.
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Yeah, he was using something but not his head. Later on, when he discovers Mrs Jones’ “stable” he’ll realize just how important he was to her. 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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Oh dear. A mother knows…
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It’s true. Mothers always do. 😉
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I love Petunia’s voice.
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Hehe. Thank you! I wanted her to have some spice to her voice. 🙂
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I love the voice of this character! I literally gigglesnorted while reading this.
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Hehe. Most cool! I’m glad she’s as entertaining as I hoped for. Thanks Tony! 🙂
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haha! That Mrs Henretty has some spunk!
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Doesn’t she? She popped into my imagination with attitude like that. 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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Yup, anyone who’d rather fall three stories than hide in a closet deserves the concussion.
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That’s what I’m thinkin’. Then again, maybe hiding in the closet has been done before? Maybe hiding on the window sill hasn’t been done much for a reason… 😉 Thanks kindly! 🙂
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Loved this! Great last line.
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I love saving the best until last. 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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Great punchline!
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Thank you much! 🙂
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OK, I’m still confused. If he’s living with his mother, is he old enough for this? And if she’s a widow, and presumably the town bicycle, who is he hiding from? There’s no husband to come home and be mad.
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Well, I’m guessing he’s about 16. “Physically” old enough anyway. He wouldn’t be the first boy to get his cherry popped by a “Mrs. Robinson.” At that age boys won’t say no to a hot older woman. And she has a stable of men who “come calling,” including the 6’4″ town bully who thinks he and Mrs. Jones are exclusive. 😉
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LOL.
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😉
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