Be The Judge

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“You’ll be the judge of it,” he said.

He held the door for her and she hesitated a moment before slipping into the passenger seat. She buckled in part out of habit and part as security against the anticipated whiplash of yet another disappointment.

He drove in silence and she was grateful for it. They were beyond words by now, anyhow.

Roadside scenery shimmered by through a sudden squall.

“We’re here,” he said.

She must’ve fallen asleep.

“Say yes, and I’ll sign the papers,” he breathed.

She blinked. How did he find her dream house?

 

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Judge in 95 words

 

9 thoughts on “Be The Judge

  1. Well now… after reading the exchange between you and Crispina, I’m not sure what to say!
    However… There is a part of me that wants them to find their happiness. I, of course, would want to be part of the search for the dream house but this also shows that somewhere, he has been listening to some of her desires…

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