For years, she had dreamed of a memorable spring break. The day she walked out in a bikini, it was indeed, memorable. She was sixty-seven.
For years, she had dreamed of a memorable spring break. The day she walked out in a bikini, it was indeed, memorable. She was sixty-seven.
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That’s so cute. It would probably take me that long to work up the courage too 😉
I love old ladies who still have vigour, I hope her bikini was purple and she was still wearing a grannie hat
I’m sure there’s a Delores out there, rockin’ a purple bikini and awesome granny hat. And lookin’ and feelin’ real good!
Well written, the end took me by surprise.
Perfect 🙂
Aww, love it!
Loved your story. It reminded by of ‘Flowers for Mrs Harris’ – a touching and poignant tale by Paul Gallico.