Veronica Goes to the Farm

"What are you doing here, Veronica?" She tried not to be distracted by his jean clad, half-naked body. "Did you put on any sunscreen or sunblock?" she asked. His expression darkened. "Never mind that," he snapped. "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to help." "Take a look around. How are you going to help?" …

A Nice City Boy

PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda He was en route to the farm when his cell rang.  It was Veronica.  He thought of ignoring it but answered anyway.  “Yes?” “I’m sorry for what I said about farmers.” “It’s how you really feel.” “I thought you were a businessman who lived in Minneapolis.  I had no idea …

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