Jean was all excitement. She was sporting a brand new attire. It was a very special day; in fact, she was looking forward to this day these last many months. Actually it was the school reunion party. They called it the old boys meet. She hated the phrase for not being gender neutral. It now didn’t matter. For, she was on a lark. The thought of meeting her old friends thrilled her no end.
Her mobile crackled to life. “Oops,” she sulked. “I am late.” Her friend of many years, Nickle, was trying to reach her for the nth time. He had told her that he would wait for her at the school’s lobby. Yeah, her school had fancy names for various meeting points. She drove her Zen into the parking slot and trotted in with her trademark ponytail bobbing as excitedly.
Her mobile crackled to life. “Oops,” she sulked. “I am late.” Her friend of many years, Nickle, was trying to reach her for the nth time. He had told her that he would wait for her at the school’s lobby. Yeah, her school had fancy names for various meeting points. She drove her Zen into the parking slot and trotted in with her trademark ponytail bobbing as excitedly.
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