Thought I was gonna forgo Crispina’s weekly challenge. My head was too stuffed up to think up something half-assed decent. Feelling better and since Zeke is too tired to go for a walk with me as he already went a-running, I figured I’d let him rest whilst I cooked up something for Crispina’s wonderful cabin photo. Now I don’t usually do sequels, but I couldn’t resist. To find out the rules and regs (I mean, there are still two days before her next one, so… yanno, if’n ya want to) click here.
A Better Plan
Do you think I’m going to trust you after that last crazy stunt you pulled trying to add spice? Talk about overkill.”
Bill had the grace to look contrite. “Not one of my finer moments, admittedly. But Harry’s plan backfired, too, remember? Helen had the crap scared out of her but it all worked out in the end. Now they’re both spies!”
“For the love of…. that was a movie, you fool! Plus Harry really was a spy so he was better equipped.”
” Yeah. Anyway. Trust me. Let me blindfold you.”
“Gin, I promise. This one you will love. Turn around.”
“You better not—”
“Shhhh. Now, sit quietly while I drive, please?”
Seething yet curious, Gin sat back, arms crossed, lips a thin line.
Bill stopped the car, opened the door for her, helped her out and free’d her eyes.
“Ta-dah! Our weekend getaway. Just you and me.”