A Long Weight by Scott Burns
Zipping her jeans up she asked, “So, are we going to see each other again?”
“Sure, just call me when you reach your target weight”, was the laughing response from the bed. As she walked to the door Priscilla smiled, and made a mental note to cancel her gym subscription.
Scott Burns has returned to Cumbernauld, but remains a committed traveller.
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I have a target weight, just a few more cream cakes to go!