Eye Contact - 55 words
March 3, 2008 by elizadashwood
“How did you and Daddy meet?” The little girl asked.
“At a country dance; it was in a barn. Sawdust and hay were everywhere and I got dust in my eyes.”
“I don’t understand, Mummy. What does that have to do with it?”
“He only came over because he thought I was winking at him.”