The jester shook his head and felt a perverse glee in the sound of the bells on his hat.
It was working! He hopped about and stirred the pot, then cackled with joy.
He had gotten them into the same place at the same time then set his dominoes to tumbling. Roadblock after roadblock discouraged the meeting they had hoped for.
A thought – drive home -return in the morning. An added insult by our imp – RAIN! She wouldn’t want to drive in torrential rain. Victory was his. He had foiled their plans.
Maybe. Check next week to discover the rest.
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written for the 100 Word Challenge VV and I are in the same town tonight and we are trying to meet up. I’ll let you know next week if we make it or if the jester wins.