Getting Help With My Story
So, after dating a new girlfriend for a couple of weeks, I started to show her my stories. Linda actually read the first dozen or so and didn’t leave the room running. I took that as a good sign. “So, did you like anything I wrote?” I asked cautiously. “Um, yes…I think some of them are funny,” She started, “I just read the one where you say Grace. Did you really do that?” “Hey I’m a Catholic boy, I was taught to say Grace before I eat.” I answered honestly. “A good Catholic...