"Now what I want is, Facts."
"You don't want the facts, George."
"Explain to me, why you dropped the cake when Charlene asked about Charles?"
"You don't really want to know."
"Tell me the truth!"
"You can't handle the truth!"
"Is Charlene mine?"
"...No..."
"Explain."
"I dated you both at the same time. He left. I never saw him again. The fact of the matter is, I love you. Only you. I always have. The only thing that matters, is that Charlene is your daughter in every way that counts."
"Fact: you are a liar!"
"George? George? Come back! George!"
©2008 Ruthe McDonald. All Rights Reserved.


Comments: 28
Wanda, no need to delete! Thanks for pointing that out! I missed that one :)
Or, at least, that's my opinion. Good job on the topic.
I get the impression from the comments that this continues from a previous entry. I'm gonna have to go back and read that one... oughta be good.
Hmmmm . . . sounds familiar! ;)
Regards,
Doyle I <~~~~~
Doyle...I just couldn't resist! That is such a classic line :)!!