Happiness. It's relative.
Posted on November 4, 2015 by Jan Wilberg
Across the street two women wearing long skirts and carrying satchels knock but the girl doesn’t answer. Then she does and they all go inside. Another woman wearing a long skirt and carrying a satchel waits outside and sprays herself with cologne.
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Teenage girls are a mystery.
Cult women selling Avon?
Maybe. It fits. Lol
Colour me intrigued!! Great take on the ultimate question!! TiV
I’m intrigued AND suspicious, 😀 How fun. 🙂
For some reason, the waiting, the cologne, the satchel makes me suspicious. Want to know more! Great suspense here, Jan.
Interesting. I am intrigued. Who are they?
I don’t know! I was just watching out my window when I was despairing at coming up with a story. Lol