Happiness. It's relative.
Posted on December 4, 2023 by Jan Wilberg

She ordered a 2024 datebook the first week in December to keep track of things happening in January so nothing got away from her. When she opened to the first week, there was an entry for Monday, “Breakfast with Roland,” written in cursive like Mrs. Grant’s in 3rd grade. And then every Monday after that for the entire year, written with a ballpoint pen. She could tell because it smudged the 2nd Monday in May. It was baffling how a calendar could come from Amazon with dates filled in. Even though she liked Roland, breakfast every week was too much.
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Category: 100 Word StoriesTags: #2024, #flashfiction

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Roland would have to be pretty grand to meet up with once per week. Is she going to return the planner with a note saying she would prefer having breakfast every Monday with Howard, not Roland? 😉