LOL... Not hard to tell where my brain is of late!
Have a great weekend!
Gypsy Wolf cont...
Branwen grimaced at the sugary sweet voice bellyaching on the other side of her tent’s flap. Great, she was in for another long session of young girls giggling and peppering her with asinine questions about their ridiculous lives and their unrealistic loves. Will I become a supermodel? What are next week’s lotto numbers, and her all time favorite question, will my current boyfriend find out about my other boyfriend?
Why couldn’t they just once ask something with more depth? Will I make an important change in someone’s life? Will I marry and have two point whatever kids, will I be happy?
She found their requests childish, disheartening and they hit far too close to home. She was once like these spoiled girls, more worried about how the world could serve her rather than how she could make the world a better place.
Sadly, it had taken one horrifying night to change that whiney beast into this hidden one.