You Gotta Know Your Territory
I called my wife from the road and told her that the sales were slow and I was going to cross the state line into Nebraska and try to open some new territory and we exchanged I love yous and I miss yous and then I had to feign cell trouble when I heard the shower shut off and the bathroom door open as Mandy walked into the bedroom and I asked her if she thought she should call her husband and she said, “Silly-Willy,” and then jumped me while our cell phones vibrated side by side on the dresser.
Photo Credit: Tom Small
Paul,
This one is a keeper.
It’s one that stays in my head where I can come back to it as needed!
Great story, Paul! I just stumbled onto this site and was presently surprised to find more new work by you — Bennington, represent! (fist-bump)
Great job, Paul.
Thanks, Gary.
Thanks very much, Gary.
One long sentence, and you don’t even notice. Love this.
Thanks for the read and comment, Andrew.
Thanks, Andrew. Much appreciated.
Easy narrative detonated by explosive irony both witty and tragic. Good job!
Thanks for the read and the comment, Roy.
Thanks, Roy.
Thanks for the kind words, Shanica.
Beautifully done
Thanks, John.
Yes!
A “yes from Tony is what I strive for. Thanks.
WOW! Beautiful flow…
I honestly felt the breath leave my body in awww!
Spectacular!
Shanica-that’s the feeling I got from reading your comment. Thank you.
Never knew one could tell such good stories with such limited words.
Just spectacular Paul!
Thanks so much, Catherine.
Thank you, Catherine.
Thank you, Catherine.