You’re impossible, Priya! You’ll never find a guy this way!
Why not? Priya batted her eyelashes at Gauri, who threw a cushion at her head.
Take it from me. Men are not all sugar and sweetness. Gallantry is dead and oh, don’t even dream of support post marriage. Gauri filed her fingernails absentmindedly.
My grandmother said... began Priya.
To be submissive, interrupted Gauri.
My grandmother said, continued Priya, unperturbed, when I asked her how she knew grandfather was the one for her. She told me that he looked her in the eye and said, ” I need you in my life. ”
Word count: 100
Written for the 100-word Saturday prompt at Write Tribe
“My grandmother said… “
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