I was thinking, maybe the flowers didn't have a reflection, and then I wondered if one of the flowers was actually the reflection. Because I'm almost starting to lose interest in this story. Almost.
Suddenly, fog emanates from the defective mirror, and then Mary’s face materializes. “Iris! My tummy brain is telling me that you need a remote consultation. Here, have a virtual muffin and tell me why you summoned me.”
You’re quite right about the reflection, Wanders. In fact, Nan has changed into a little black dress with pearls and is staring glumly at Irisene through a window placed directly above her bathroom sink. It’s just because of their extreme resemblance as twins that it seemed unclear.
First Wilbur dumps you for Fabiana. Now it looks like Zak is about to dump you for Nan. My guess, Iris, is that they both have more attractive thyroid nodules.
It would be entertaining if she leaned back, raised an eyebrow and absorbed the Peter Pan antics across the table... provided some witty commentary... and then gently dumped him with a smile.
But that would mean being an adult with the resources to stand on her own two feet and women of character don't visit the Worthiverse.
Sigh. There is only one possible next step. Here's hoping Mary misdirects Iris enough that she marries Zak and they disappear into the sunset by Christmas, at latest.
Think carefully, Iris. You’ve got to get this right.
First comes the pre-nup. Then comes the marriage, Then comes the lawyer with the divorce decree Followed by many years of ali-monee. No, there’s no baby carriage in this one.
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Iris should roll Zak up in a carpet and have one of those re-birthing ceremonies so he'll impress on her.
Since my part is on the left, shouldn’t it be on the right in my reflection? This mirror is defective.
- Webster Wilson
Suddenly, fog emanates from the defective mirror, and then Mary’s face materializes. “Iris! My tummy brain is telling me that you need a remote consultation. Here, have a virtual muffin and tell me why you summoned me.”
Vampire flowers.
You’re quite right about the reflection, Wanders. In fact, Nan has changed into a little black dress with pearls and is staring glumly at Irisene through a window placed directly above her bathroom sink. It’s just because of their extreme resemblance as twins that it seemed unclear.
mirror mirror on the wall whos the dumbest old lady of them all
First Wilbur dumps you for Fabiana. Now it looks like Zak is about to dump you for Nan. My guess, Iris, is that they both have more attractive thyroid nodules.
HelenClark
Ugh, Iris is such a needy sad sack.
It would be entertaining if she leaned back, raised an eyebrow and absorbed the Peter Pan antics across the table... provided some witty commentary... and then gently dumped him with a smile.
But that would mean being an adult with the resources to stand on her own two feet and women of character don't visit the Worthiverse.
Sigh. There is only one possible next step. Here's hoping Mary misdirects Iris enough that she marries Zak and they disappear into the sunset by Christmas, at latest.
Grumpy
Think carefully, Iris. You’ve got to get this right.
First comes the pre-nup.
Then comes the marriage,
Then comes the lawyer with the divorce decree
Followed by many years of ali-monee.
No, there’s no baby carriage in this one.
Nan is in the men’s room, having the exact same conversation with herself, on the other side of the wall. Standing in front of a urinal.
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