I thought it would be fun to take photos from my parents were awesome and write a mini–story about them. Here’s the first one:
Karin and Gary
Gary lays back, hands tucked up and behind his head. His chest slowly rose with each breathe as he watched through heavily lidded eyes.
Karen lay on his chest, grinning into the direction of the TV. She’s proud of the terrible fart that slipped silently from her, soon suffusing the air with a stench that in just a few moments would draw Gary’s attention from the football game.