Copyright Sandra Crook |
She was cold, impervious and totally resistant to my charms.
The one bridge I could never cross, surprising as the charm had done its trick
before. I mean just look at my track record. Cinderella, Snow
White, Sleeping Beauty, those chicks were putty in my hand.
But that chick that Rumple spun straw into gold for. We
auditioned together but she told the Grimm brothers that she wanted a King not
a Prince. That nut just wanted her to spin straw into gold! The IRS is on
to those schemes now and King owns them big time in back repayments.
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Word count:100
I am going for a two for one deal this week. To read the other story click here.