“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Sheridan asked as her best friend Linda modeled the thousand-dollar wedding gown.
“Of course it is. Why wouldn’t it be?”
“He’s your fourth husband.”
“And?”
“You’ve only known him six weeks.”
Linda raised her eyebrows. “You’re just jealous – jealous of my fabulously wealthy Prince Charming.”
Sheridan sighed. “Might I remind you that I’m happily married?”
“And middle class,” Linda scoffed. Sheridan rolled her eyes.
“How do you know you love him, anyway?”
“It was love at first sight,” Linda replied loftily. Sheridan wondered if “first sight” included seeing his checking account balance.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Love at First Sight
Inspired by the word "Cupidity"; a drabble which I had to make both about love and about greed (since cupidity is avarice, and has nothing to do with cupid).
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I was amused that Sheridan was not the rich one, since it's such a rich-person-sounding name.
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