By Marianne Mancusi
If Chrissie Hayward knew that morning she'd be going again in time to rescue her loopy coworker Kat, she'd have worn greater sneakers. Doubly so if she'd anticipated to satisfy her real love. in accordance with the mysterious gypsy, Chrissie was once the "gentle soul who might tame an outlaw's thirst for revenge" -- aka the genuine Robin Hood. So how come the fellow used to be the sort of dud? LOST...IN SHERWOOD woodland? No, Robin of Locksley used to be no Prince fascinating. And the half approximately robbing the wealthy to feed the terrible? He did not get the memo. in reality, the entire man appeared to do used to be mope. (And he and his not-so-merry males proposal Chrissie used to be a boy. yes, she wasn't stacked, yet still!) still, he was once dependable and courageous and good-looking as sin. If Chrissie coudl simply get him with the software, she may correct his wagon and get those boyz'n the wooden to be heroes of the world rather than twerps in tights. purely then might this prince of thieves turn into king of her center.
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As I remain silent, Robin adds thoughtfully, "A choir boy. I thought perhaps you were actually a woman. You stand tall as a man, yet have no hint of a beard. " I decide to run with his suggestion. " I slap my knee in hysterics over his ridiculous statement. "Me? A woman? That's a good one. How could anyone think I'm a woman? " I hawk a loogie into the river and let out a loud belch. "Nope, about as manly as they come. " I fake a dispirited look. Robin pats me on the back. " Suddenly a scream cuts through the forest.
Ah, what the hell. The sooner I get it out, the sooner I can meet Ashton. " I can feel my face flush with embarrassment as I await her response. That's one thing I hate about being a pale-faced, freckled redhead: major blush-age at the drop of a hat. Well, that and all those Little Orphan Annie jokes I endured as a kid. So I blush and I wait, expecting anything—laughter, disbelief, anger for wasting her time even. Maybe all of the above. What I don't expect is the sheer horror that washes over her wrinkled face.
She squeezes my hand. " She opens my hand again and peers at it with rheumy eyes. "Yes. I see it. " She looks up at me. " "Well, okay then. That's good to know," I reply, not sure what else to say. This has got to be, without a doubt, the weirdest conversation I've ever had in my whole life. Even weirder than the time I happened across my mother's stash of acid, tried a tab and chatted with God for about six hours. Well, okay, maybe not quite that weird; but still. I remember how freaked out Kat was when the gypsy read her palm.
A Hoboken Hipster in Sherwood Forest by Marianne Mancusi