By Donna (Rocky) Liberty
Recently, a friend and I saw each other uptown and stopped to have a conversation. She asked me, “You know you’re missing an earring, right?”
Oh, dear! I did NOT know. One of my favorite pairs of earrings, and one of them missing! Yikes!
Quickly, I retraced my steps through the town. Grocery, pharmacy, pizza place, and coffee shop. No earring. Give out phone number, hope for the best.
Resigned, I went home. I knew I should not have worn that pink sweater. It had done this to me before, surreptitiously removing an earring.
By late evening, I’m lounging on the couch. We’ve experienced an influx of ants (no uncles) lately, and I’m scratching at my ankle, sure it’s another creepy, crawly invader. But lo and behold! Inside my pants cuff, yay, the precious earring.
HAHAHAHAHA!
The End
