Happy Spring Forward Tuesday Tales... Today, I present my current WIP, Love Birds
"This looks more like a stair step.”
“You’re doing a great job. The birds will love it.”
This do-it-yourself birdhouse looked more like a rectangle shipping box. I can’t believe my cousin talked me into this ridiculous party. “Terri, why did I let you drag me to this?”
“Because you sit home every night watching romantic comedies and drinking your habitual one glass of sweet wine. You gotta get out of that apartment.”
Positioning the nail just right, I poised my hammer to take aim. Raring back, I hit hard- much harder than I should. Especially since the nail dropped out of the little hole leaving my thumb exposed. “Holy shit that hurt!”
“Dang it, Sunni, what did you do?” Terri became all motherly, using her six months older age as a benefit. Inspecting my clamped hand, trying to get a closer look. “Open your fist, let me see.”
“No, the damn thing is pounding like a freaking freight train.”
“Freight trains don’t pound.”
“You’re not helping.” I managed through clenched teeth.
An unfamiliar male voice interrupted my bitching. “Hey, are you okay?”
After several seconds I finally took my eyes off my injury. Oh, dear Lord, he looked like he belonged in a do-it-yourself ad for lonely women.
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