General Flash Fiction posted October 17, 2019

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We took it slowly. (50 words)

You Can't Hurry Love

by LisaMay

I fancied him in his trendy escargot pants. He sent love letters by snail mail declaring, “Slime yours forever.”
We wanted kids, but he always wore protection. What a slow learner! Eventually he snailed it, but not with me. I was shell-shocked!
I slugged him a few times, then left.



Author's Note:
This is number 19 in the series of my hypothetical 'new boyfriends', working my way through representatives of the animal kingdom to see if they are more compatible with me than a human male. (Thanks for the Snail suggestion, Humpwhistle.)

The humiliation of it all! Being passed over by a snail! My trail of tears will be short-lived, however. Tomorrow will bring another 'boyfriend'.

An escargot is a delicacy - a cooked edible land snail. They are often served as an hors d'oeuvre in France, as well as consumed in Portugal, Sardinia, and Spain.
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