Genevieve
Copyright© 2023 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 17
“Adult BMX wheels are pretty darn strong,” Genevieve said in response to the complaint that her wheels were bigger than ‘their’ wheels ... and we all know who ‘they’ are.
“And they’re fatter.” They said.
“But not exceeding the maximum width.” She said
“Well, they look bigger,” They said.
“That’s because I’m small,” she said. “I’m small because I’m not 18 ... and come to think it ... why are you complaining ... I can’t race ... you won’t let me.” She snarled.
“We’re old and are jealous of your youth,” Doc Arbuthnot confessed. He blushed... “Did I just say that?”
The glare from his peers was so bitter one could taste it.
“I did, didn’t I.” Not a question ... rather a statement of fact ... we were, every one of us, jealous. She’s smart, fixing to become a real beauty, sexy as only a budding adolescent can be ... and oh so innocent. Well ... shit fuzzy. And thinking about it he had to smile ... which pissed his cohorts off no end.
“What in the holy hell are you smiling about, Doc,” asked the retired die sinker.
“Shit fuzzy,” he said.
“What?”
“Think about it,” Doc said.
It took awhile but pretty soon all of them were smiling ... and then laughing.
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