POW Challenge 312
By
Moreau
"I see your almost ready for the spring dance there little brother." Adam said with a smirk.
"Well I can't keep the pretty girls waiting now can I?" Joe said looking in the mirror once more.
"Sure enough Joe. You look like a citified flat lander, yessiree bob." Hoss said handing Joe his jacket.
"What's this about? You two seem to be acting strange. No dates for tonight?" Joe said with a chuckle.
"Oh not nearly as much as you seem to have." Adam said crossing
his arms over his chest.
Hoss came up beside Joe. "Yep little brother, you seem to have cornered
the market."
"What the he..heck are you talking about?" Joe said feeling uneasy.
"Shall we enlighten him Hoss?" Adam said.
"Be my guest older brother." Hoss said smiling.
"You see Little Joe, three weeks ago you asked Molly Dean to the dance.
She is downstairs mad as a wet hen. Oh and her Pa is downstairs too. Two
weeks ago you asked Bridgett Moorse to the dance. She is downstairs with
her Pa. And last week, just last week, you asked Amy Waters to the dance.
She is downstairs with her Pa."
Joe looked pale.
"Joe, your Pa is downstairs. He also wants to see you.