It had been many years since Kurt had been back home to see his mother. Rocky, was their relationship at best. As a child, Kurt spent more hours in the “time out” chair than he would like to remember. To his recollection, he wasn’t a bad kid and surmised that his mother must have just flat out hated him. This thought was confirmed when entering the house with a huge bouquet of flowers and chocolates, he forgot to take off his shoes and his mother’s first words in 15 years were to go have a seat.
30 Second Story…..Time Out for Kurt
stepwise by on September 30, 2012
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I had a loud chuckle over this one. ^_^
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Thanks Criss! BTW, the link to your blog from your comment is not correct. I wouldn’t want anyone to miss that cool remote you’ve got over at your place. http://thepassionofthecriss.blogspot.com/
He doesn’t look happy. Perhaps his mother didn’t want to share the chocolates with him