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One Hundred Words Essay

By Eddy Goldfarb

At the Retirement Village…

Molly if you want to meet a man, why are you sitting facing the stairs and not the busy elevator? Margaret you don’t understand, I want someone tall, dark and handsome who uses stairs not the elevator. It happened, Molly heard him first, laughing, tall, with lots of dark hair running up the stairs, he was glowing. She immediately introduced herself.

Meanwhile, Margaret saw a not so tall, not so much dark but sparse white hair, not exactly running, and using the bannister, but he was laughing and his white teeth sort of glowed.

She sat right down to wait.