In the temple today, an old lady with rich burgundy lipstick and flowy white robes pushed a cart full of wet temple clothing. An old man with silver hair and a kind smile stood down the hall greeting all the young people who passed by.
All of a sudden, she lost control of her cart and swerved into him. His eyes opened wide and his arms propped up in a defensive position. With perfect timing, she pulled her cart around again. And then smirked.
She had faked him out.
An old couple. Temple. And . . . flirting?
1 comment:
Haha! That is hilarious! I thought you were going to say he had a heart attack!
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