“Hi, I’m Libby, the dancing queen!”
Matt stared, bewildered.
“From ABBA.” She pointed to a truck emblazoned with Assemble
BaBy Assemble!
He laughed. “Come in.”
“You need help with a desk?”
“Correct. I was born without opposable thumbs.”
It was Libby’s turn to stare.
“Kidding. But pictograms and Allen keys are my nemesis.”
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Twenty minutes later, Libby peered over Matt’s shoulder.
“I assemble words too.”
“Then I gratefully accept more help.”
“T-E-M-E-R-I-T-Y."
“You’re brilliant!” Matt turned, smiling.
“Anything else I can assist with?”
“I lack the temerity to ask women out. Could you help with
that?”
Libby grinned. “With pleasure.”
I hope Libby and Matt live happily ever after.
ReplyDeleteEven I have a crush on Libby!
ReplyDeleteInteresting that we both mentioned both furniture and words! Though your use of merit was masterful.
ReplyDeleteomg this is so cute!!
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