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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: BEAT AROUND THE BUSH (05/25/17)
Red-faced, Timmy agonizingly croaked "uh, um, sir" looking and sounding as helpless as the wee baby he had been twenty years ago. He was an insecure but such a likable kid, and my heart yearned to him. I wanted to help him to "man up", but this was his moment, his responsibility.

Determined to keep myself out of trouble, fearful of eagerly speaking for Timmy, I decided it was time to do the dishes. Soap bubbling my reddening hands, I busied myself scrubbing the pots from our family dinner. Timmy, was obviously crazy in love with Jan - our gorgeous, delightful baby girl. Sweet Janny.

Timmy - spitting and sputtering, waved his skinny arms like windmills, trying to maintain his shaky emotional balance. Taking one brave step forward and two uncertain steps back to safety, confronting John, my curmudgeonly husband.

John - halfheartedly watched the evening news while surreptitiously eyeballing "nervous Nellie". He sat comfortably, unexpected humor tugging the corners of his mouth.

Timmy shuffle-footing, toed the thick blue carpet mindlessly. I quite expected him to make a terrified run for the bathroom.

I could almost capture both their thoughts and intents, but I still had to keep myself busy in my nice little kitchen and out of the living room.

Jan, giggling beside me, wiped the pots and pans and stacked them back in the cooled oven. She tried unsuccessfully to whisper his words to him when she could catch his desperate eye through the doorway. I, watching them all, could barely contain myself.

We were positive that Timmy was going to do the best he could to plead for our baby's hand in marriage - what a sweet old-fashioned trembling young man, about to burst with the anticipated question.

Suddenly a light lit up within Timmy, spurring him to action. He gathered his courage and finally blurted out "Mr. Jackson - I have such a LUST for your daughter."

Then he accidentally plopped down on the new potted cactus.
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Bonnie Bowden 
06/01/17
The title drew me in, and the story didn't disappoint. Told with tongue-in-cheek humor, poor Timmy will never forget that proposal.

I think just changing his name to Tim or Timothy would help in his quest to "man up,"
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 
06/05/17
Your ending was divine. It had me grinning with delight. I was a bit confused at first because when you used the phrase baby girl, I envisioned an actual baby. I thought he wanted to hold her at first. But as I read on it became clear. Nice job.
Tonya Stevenson
06/08/17
This was delightful. It brought many memories and chuckles.