Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Happy Birthday!


Today’s prompt: When she opened the door, she wished . . .

        It was Aimee’s birthday, her twenty-ninth. The day she had dreaded all year. She thought birthdays were over-rated, like Valentine’s Day. No one had mentioned her birthday at work. Why celebrate it? Why celebrate growing old?
        Aimee was still single. Not unattractive exactly but not a hottie, either. She’d been married once and was hesitant to get involved again, especially with a boozer. Her ex liked to celebrate birthdays. It was an excuse to get drunk.
        When she opened the door, she wished she had a beer in the fridge. 
       “Surprise!” The whole office had squeezed into her living room.

Now let’s see what the other’s wrote:

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