“Mary Ellen, what do you mean you’re pregnant?”
“You know what I mean, Stuart.”
“But…but…you’re only sixteen, and I’m only seventeen. What were you thinking?”
“Well, when I first saw that cute birth mark on your nose, I thought you were a good guy, that you’d want to marry me and we could raise the baby together. I guess I was wrong.”
Thanks to this week’s six-sentence story prompt from Girlie on the Edge for inspiring this. If you’d like to participate in her blog hop, click here.
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