another relatively short chapter. someday maybe I’ll manage to balance out my chapter lengths better … more “growing” as an author, I suppose.
7 ~ Charlie’s ~
I stood at the mirror and wondered about the man I was seeing. Six-foot one, dark hair starting to show grey, brown eyes, and build not too shabby, considering my age and lack of discipline in diet and exercise. A tan western shirt over blue jeans and black boots, I shuddered for a moment, hearing Annie’s voice, quoting a country favorite as memories flooded in.
“Why’d you come in here lookin’ like that?”
I turned and smiled. “Too much?”
“Not for here, but I’m not sure I want to take you out in public.”
“Do I look that bad?” I turned and posed for her, smiling.
“You look that good, love. If we didn’t have to meet Kathy and Sean I’d take you…
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