Life in progress

1. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right


Friday, September 1st, 5:00pm
Joel and Holly


(Sitting on the bus, second seat on the right)

Joel: Look, I know you don’t want to get caught, but …

Holly: But what? If my husband finds out we’re together, he’ll kill me.

Joel: (holds her hand) But, I was going to say, I can’t live without you. I love you. And anyway, he’s going to find out about the baby sooner or later.

Holly: I can tell him it’s his.

Joel: Yeah right. And when it comes out Asian?

Holly: (whining) Ohh, what are we going to do?

She puts her head on his shoulder and he kisses her hair

Joel: We’ll figure it out, babe.


Next stop: Saturday September 2nd, 3:00pm

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Author: Linda G. Hill

There's a writer in here, clawing her way out.

23 thoughts on “1. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

  1. This fancies my tickle as they do or don’t say. Onwards and upwards. As for Holly … no sympathy from me. I am hard, it’s nature to fall in love but lose the one you do not want first.


  2. I’m curious to read more.😊


  3. I remember these! I enjoyed them then and I am happy they are back now! Thanks, Linda😊


  4. These were so much fun, it’s great to revisit them again πŸ˜€


  5. Oh dear! Things are going to get rather hairy for poor Holly I fear!
    Great story, Linda πŸ™‚


  6. Hey linda…m new here i wanna know many things about blogs can u help me?


  7. Yes! I missed these! πŸ™‚


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