Random Moments

Since most people are unable to come to the writer's group that we formed out of our class, I thought that we could share "special" moments from that group so that everyone could be part of it. Last night at our meeting, we were brainstorming about terrible things that could happen to a high school student. I told the story about how the guy I liked told me he'd come visit me that night at work (I worked at a small flower shop where I was the only person there most of the time). I was, needless to say, rather excited when Bob showed up . . . until he said he wanted to buy a dozen red roses for another girl. Argh! Anyway, the last time I saw Bob was at BYU when he chased me down in a snowstorm to tell me how great it was to see me. I told him I was engaged.

We all had a nice laugh about that and then went back to critiquing. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Kevin was surprised, saying that they rarely had visitors. He opened the door and Bob's father stood there (he's running for public office and was making door-to-door visits). I guess that's the nearest thing to Bob that fate could come up with for us to have a very random moment.

I hope you've enjoyed a little glimpse into our writer's group!