...wORds bE fEW

By tnahlyn

Agent 3 double 0...

sits in wait. The prey is her secret crush. He would indeed be visiting her tonight. She knew it wouldn't be long, but the anticipation was more than she could bare. He had never been this way before, but she knew, the lure would be enough to draw him in. She enticed him with Padre tickets from Craigslist. Now she waited. She had disclosed this rendezvous to no one. Tension on the bus stop mounted. Would this location, on a road called Campo, be where her new life would begin? Would she have the nerve to tell him, or would she continue to play this cat and mouse game? Soon the headlights from his Mustang would illuminate the bench where she would meet him. Soon, she would have a choice to make!

The GT rounded the corner, her heart skipped a beat. Her cell phone buzz in her pocket. She withdrew it from her trench coat. There in the dark the text read "300, abort mission...you don't know what you are getting yourself into". The phone number was restricted. She placed the phone back into her deep pocket and faded off into the night.
Who knew she was there? What did this mean?





Yeah for me...300 in a row! Geez...I am happy to be here with ya'll! Thank you for your constant encouragement and support. It is truly great camaraderie.
Happy Blipping!!!

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