frog and the prince
it was raining in sheets. I couldn't imagine
running hand in hand with this handsome
stranger. We ran into the Wal-Mart shopping
center, the relif from the pounding rain was
welcomed. Like a drenched rat,I tried to shake
the rain off, I knew I looked awful but what
can you do in a downpour! We stood just inside
the entrance doors watching the rain slowly
subside. By the way, I never did catch your
name, I said? Trying to make conservation.
"My name is "Zuoo" it's a famly name handed
down froma long line of generations. Cool, was
all I could think off. Maybe we should try
and get a bite to eat, try and dry out.OK?
Sure, Zuoo said, and that beautiful smile came
upon his face, still those eyes, no matter
how beautiful they were there was a deepness
to them, like a bottomless pit, drawing me
deeper from relatity. Was I just thinking
this as things around me started to seem
darker and I had a feeling I was being lifter!
What was going on!
We were getting closer to town now, good thing
