Matchmaker's mix-up
Agatha, has been running a mail order bride matching service for years. Her naughty cat, Cleo, has knocked over her latest box of carefully matched couples who have been matched according to her questionnaires of likes and dislikes. It took her a full month to match everyone. She sees what Cleo the cat has done and suffers an apoplexy. Her granddaughter, Maggie, who lives with her, puts her to bed where the doctor says she must stay for a while. The granddaughter promises she'll fix all the matches.
Well, she tried. Or did she because some of them got very mixed up.
Well, she tried. Or did she because some of them got very mixed up.
They were as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire |
former sheriff, hangs up his guns for a quieter life as a Wyoming rancher |
clean, romance, no cliff-hangers no profanity, happily ever after
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