This post is written in response to Mondays Finish the Story challenge.
Finish the story begins with: “Dropping her line into Fool’s Lake, she patiently waited for something to bite.”
Dropping her line into Fool’s Lake, she patiently waited for something to bite.
After all she had described herself perfectly. Young, attractive, PhD. in Clinical Psychology, and most importantly, single. Well almost she admitted.
She considered thirty-five to be young. You are always young she thought. Anyone older was a fossil. What was age but a number she thought. To someone fifty I am young her thought process continued.
Attractive? Well just who determines that she said to the bathroom mirror? I considered myself attractive and that is all that really matters. Her mother considered her attractive didn’t she? And her girlfriend Kelly thought so but then Kelly was really almost ugly. But hey, that still counts.
The PhD degree was a bit of a stretch she had to admit to herself. But she knew enough Psychology to answer any question posed to her with another question. Always put the ball in your opponents court was her philosophy.
It has been a week since she posted her profile on the social site and still no hits. Maybe it was the picture she used. It did look a lot like Lady Gaga. But still…….