“That old car behind us reminds me,” boasted Wilberforce to Mabel, “That yesterday was the fifty first anniversary of Stan Laurel’s death.”
“I just watched “Murder Case” last night.
“Oh I’ve always liked that one too honey,” she reminded him.
“It wasn’t one of those dark, moody film noirs,” he went on, “Where there’s always some dame with gams down to the floor.”
Somehow I can’t imagine their winning somebody like that over with all those lopsided gestures and babbling.”
“Oh I don’t know about that,sweetheart,” she chimed in. “I seem to remember that was how you impressed me.”
Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff~Fields for her weekly help with Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo prompt is from Al Forbes.