‘What would you like?’
“I don’t mind. Really anything.”
‘No, come on, decide.’
“Really. It’s fine. Whatever you think.”
‘No, you choose.’
“Erm, okay, I’ll have Chicken with Cashew Nuts then.”
‘No, I’m not buying that. I don’t like it.’
© Carlton Reeve 2008
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It's a woman's prerogative to change her mind.
Posted by: LondonGirl | Tuesday, 01 May 2007 at 04:02 PM
I'm not going to argue with you, LondonGirl. If there's one thing I've learnt, besides not rubbing my eyes after chopping chillies, it's that arguments don't change minds. Particularly female minds. ;) c.
Posted by: Carlton | Friday, 04 May 2007 at 03:01 PM