365 Fiction Bites

When and if you manage to get around somebody's knee more than twice, they are yours. That's a fact. So someone told me once and now I can see it's a bit of a practicing social rule. And while all this would make up for a really intricate, if not interesting, soap opera, I am going to have to pass. If anyone ever wants to have me in their hands they will have no choice to come out and try to take hold of me. With this in mind, I'll decide five seconds into a new encounter whether I want to be grabbed or not.

Chances are, I won't. But, hey, go ahead and try. The flattery of discovering onself graspable will not be overlooked.