Saturday, January 31, 2015


Snip. Snip. Snip.

“So what are you doing for Valentine’s?” she asked.

He looked in the mirror and frowned.

“Haven’t thought that far ahead,” he said.

“Me, too.”

Please don’t ask another question, he thought.

Snip. Snip. Snip.

“Enjoying the snow?” she asked. “It’s sunny, but it’s so cold.”

“Yeah,” he said. “The cold kind of ruins it.”

“I’d rather be outside.”

Snip. Snip. Snip.

“Warm is better,” she said. “Can you tilt your head forward?”

He lowered his head. A buzzing sound started, and he felt the trimmer guard against his neck.

“Are you ready for spring?” she asked.

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