Sara and Dora went to an After Hours at the Speed Art Museum the other night. I was invited, but I wanted the young’uns to be able to stay out as late as they wanted to without worrying about if the old lady was wearing out.

They looked AMAZING!

The next day, I pointed out that they hadn’t texted me when they got in to let me know they were home safe. Sara said she figured I wouldn’t worry, since they were together. I said I knew they probably were, but if like fifteen guys ganged up on them, there was a slim chance that the guys would win the fight.

And Dora reassured me.

I had my knife right next to my lipstick.

‘Nuff said.

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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Reassurance.

MA