This month, the prompts have been provided by River at Drifting Through Life. She gave us some good ones.
This week's words are
THE SQUARE GIRL by Granny Annie
Randall always called her his square girl. Yes, she was a bit boxy but he loved Honey a lot. As he watched the clock, he could only yearn for her immediate return. They had found her adrift in the ocean after the volcano had erupted. Randall had been assured she was safe and would soon be in his arms again.
Honey did not want to be rescued. She knew that the touch of lava to her face and body had given her the appearance of a goblin. Randall would not want her to be his after seeing the differences in her looks.
The Coast Guard Captain told her to relax and simmer down. A little time on their front porch and a good dose of rainwater poured over her would cause the lava to disappear before Randall held her in his arms again.
Randall did not even notice a change in his square girl. Honey was the love of his life and was beautiful to him. He vowed she would never go hiking alone again.