Lucky

This is a continuation of last week’s story One Way Ticket. I figured Zelda-Rae needed a happy ending. Thanks for reading!

Jonathon had worked at Mr. Tom’s repair shop for ten years.
Ten solid years of, “Yes, sir,” and “No, sir,” and “It’ll be done soon.”
Well no more. He had a wife and a child now.
Zelda-Rae, the prettiest girl in Hollywood.
Found her homeless and pregnant and sad. Took her home.
Claimed that baby as his own. Yes, sirree, cute little thing.
They’d named her Lucky. And she was, too, ’cause now they
were buying Mr. Tom’s repair shop and turning it into a
bistro. Zelda-Rae was learning to read and write,
but those things weren’t as important as the way she could cook.

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