“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.”
Word Ferret: Writing Prompts, Book Reviews, and Short Stories 
Hi eliza,
I have recently started a web site
http://simplypoet.com
specifically for poetry and flash fiction, it is in beta phase at the moment , would be great if you log into that and post your stories it would give a bigger/better audience to you blog and your wonderful writings
Aw, I love that ending!