Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge

The Bag Lady

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Straightening each little wrinkle in her fresh cotton dress, Jo was preparing herself for her first date at the age of fourteen. She wanted everything to be perfect, as if it wasn’t already. The blue eyed pageboy coiffed blonde was a striking sight for any young man at the high school.

This afternoon she blushed as the “man of her dreams” stepped next to her between classes. She almost too quickly said yes and the dinner date was on. Jo had never eaten pizza before. She took a bite—the entire top of melted cheese glob lay on her chin.

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99 words

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