“Don’t I look young for my age?” she asked me, teasingly.
“Well,” I said, “I don’t know; how old are you?”
“That’s an impolite question!” she exclaimed, hinting at eternal youth amid the ample years.
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a daily microfiction from Terence Kuch
“Don’t I look young for my age?” she asked me, teasingly.
“Well,” I said, “I don’t know; how old are you?”
“That’s an impolite question!” she exclaimed, hinting at eternal youth amid the ample years.
[Click ‘Random Post’ above – be astonished]
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