47×365, No. 106 - Mary
You were in your 20s before confessing to your gaping parents who burned the house down. You and your brother had been sneaking a smoke when your mom yelled for you. Startled, you tossed the lit cigarettes aside and forgot them. It seemed like an electrical fire.
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Oh my goodness! (Actually, this sounds like a plot for “Little House on the Prairie” when the school for the blind burned down in the same way)
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LOL, it does sound like that. She’s one of those people who seem to have an endless supply of colorful life stories. One of my favorite Mary stories involves static cling. She told me once that her dad was walking down the hallway with his boss and he felt something slip around his calf. Thinking it was just a stray dryer sheet stuck to the inside of his pants, he shook his leg … and out fell a pair of her mom’s enormous granny panties. Kind of an awkward moment, eh?
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