“I want a divorce”.
Senator Trumpet lowers the newspaper, appraises his wife Strumpet’s hour-glass figure. Not too thin. Not too plump. Just the way the American public likes it.
“Why? Want to go back to the meth-lab where I found you? ” he needles her.
He needs her, when he runs for the “Round office”, to complete his presidential image.
Strumpet isn’t the brightest in the block but she knows one thing…Trumpet for President means disaster. She isn’t going to let that happen.
She cancels her gym membership. Eats cup-cakes for breakfast,lunch and dinner. She’s proud to serve her country.
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Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
This week’s exactly 100 word story was inspired by the upcoming American Presidential election and the Photo prompt provided by Sandra Crook.
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