“It has to be a beach.”
She had placed her hands on her hips. He knew this was her ‘I-am-not-going-to-budge’ stance. However, in his twenty years with her, he had learnt that this was the only chance he had to argue. Once her hands went behind her back, it was game set and match. The whole squabble would be over, at least for her. He decided to take his chances.
“But, weren’t we going trekking?”
“Last time’s road trip was your call.”
“Venice was your call, Sweetie.”
“Well, it is my birthday.”
He sighed. Her hands were behind her back.
Word Count: 100
Prompts:
Word of the Day Challenge “Squabble”
Image Credits: Ocean Art “Drift Away” by Chuck Pinson-3731-GW
The Dark Netizen 
Gotta follow the signs…
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Hahaha! Indeed! 😛
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Best do as she says methinks! Nice one.
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Thank You, Keith! 😀
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I am sure he now knows without doubt what he has to do next. Good story.
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Hahaha! 😛
Yes indeed!
He knows all too well! 😛
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Dear DN,
Obviously he’s followed these signs many times. 😉 Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank You, Rochelle! 🙂
He is adept at it! 😉
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You told us a lot about these two in only 100 words 🙂
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