An idea borne on the wind

Of Cabbages and Kings

My friend Cally, sat in the chair and spread her arms, “I’ve had this idea for many months, Luella but I’ve never been able to get anybody interested in buying my lovely greeting cards. They’re just there, day after day and nothing happens.”

“Just do it,” I said.

Cally frowned at me, “What do you mean, ‘just do it?’”

I repeated, “Just do it, Cally.”

Cally sent me another frown, “I know you Luella, and you expect everything to be peachy keen.”

I wanted to stir her up. My voice turned a little crisp. “I’ve never told you before Cally, but I don’t like your dog.”

“You don’t like my dog?”

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