The branch cracked but Matt and Helen clung on above the lions.
‘I told—’
Matt interrupted. ‘Something ‘ll save you.’
Helen, tired of his happy clappy crap, swung back to the tree to kick him, just as the branch broke.
Matt as he fall, shouted back. ‘See.’
Helen made a tradition of never dating optimists.
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That's a great last line :-)
ReplyDeletehehe...well at this rate she wont have to worry about it...lol. nice 55.
ReplyDelete@anthonynorth The sigh of bitter experience!
ReplyDelete@Brian Miller Only in her dreams LOL
ReplyDeletedynamic writing,
ReplyDeleteamazing 55,
have a winsome 2011.
Most excellent John!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your support
Have a Kick Ass 2011
That's hilarious!
ReplyDelete@Jingle And you, thanks for all the poetry invites
ReplyDelete@G-Man Thanks and you must be gearing up for New Year as I type!
ReplyDelete@Mama Zen See optimists are dangerous!
ReplyDeleteI'd lost my link for you and today I found it!
ReplyDeleteI'm late but this was worth it...great last line!