I'm floored that you cut put out such a high-quality story on such short notice, particularly with free-time a luxury on most holidays. (Or are you Jewish?)
He found the keys and opened the lock. “Come on in,” he said. Lois followed behind him. He could hear Lois snicker under her breath and he winced. The scorch marks on his backside must be worse than he thought. He felt an errant breeze and he sighed. No telling what sort of view she was getting. At least he’d always made sure he was facing the children.
Love it. I made that good of an impression on the day I met my in-laws. I was working fast-food across the street from a jazz band competition. After filling orders for almost a dozen busses, I wasn't exactly at my best. I spilled 32 oz. of rather cold soda down my pants from my future father-in-law's cup. Lovely.
He found the keys and opened the lock. “Come on in,” he said. Lois followed behind him. He could hear Lois snicker under her breath and he winced. The scorch marks on his backside must be worse than he thought. He felt an errant breeze and he sighed. No telling what sort of view she was getting. At least he’d always made sure he was facing the children.
I love your version of the science of Superman. James and I had discussed the showering thing before and decided that the friction of a good wash-cloth might help speed things up a bit, but...
A man with, to all appearances, a great derriere.
Glad you brought the joke full-circle.
Great story, Shayne. Once again, it's complete in and of itself, but leaves room for sequels, as well. Love it.
Elisabeth
