“I’m loco for staying”, Moon thought. She cursed her hippie parents for her name. Had she really expected him to change? She figured she was loco for her idealism. Her thinking – their fault hands down. “Loco, yoko, yahtzee! Yoko!” She remembered reading something about how John met her at an exhibit where people came up and cut off pieces of her clothing, but SHE saw… she had to admit, its logic. “That loco landed her a billionaire boyfriend, granted, later murdered.” Moon laughed out loud as she brushed the vision of holding that same kind of exhibit right out of her mind.
The prompt is:
…but SHE saw…
100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups = Week#170