“Oh my dear,” Beatrice explained to her granddaughter, “you can never be too thin or too rich.”
Anna looked at the old lady with a mix of curiosity and pity. “But Grandma,” she said. “You’re in a wheelchair now because you fell last year and broke your hip. Didn’t the doctor say that that was because you were too thin?”
“No dear,” Beatrice said. “I broke my hip because I have osteoporosis, which means my old bones had grown too thin.”
“Dad said that you lost a lot of money a few years back when you got scammed by that younger man who got you to give him most of your savings in some bogus pyramid scheme,” Anna said. “He said that you were targeted because you were so wealthy.”
“That wasn’t my fault, my dear,” Beatrice said. “How was I to have known that that conman only wanted me for my money?”
“And now you’re living with us because you can’t walk and you’re broke,”Anna said.
Beatrice looked at her granddaughter, sighed, and said, “So I guess maybe there is such a thing as being too thin and too rich after all.”
Written for today’s one-word prompt, “thin.”
“What did you expect?” Blake asked his co-worker, Aaron.
“I really thought he’d change after the election. You know, become more presidential.”
“Oh, for crissake,” Blake said. “He’s a 71 year old man. He is who he is. He’s nothing but a loud, obnoxious carnival barker. And he’s a conman. Everyone who voted for him fell for his con.”
“But I honestly thought he’d grow into the role,” Aaron responded. “I figured that the things he said and the way he behaved during the campaign was just a bunch of bravado and that if he won the election, he’d become a serious president, maybe even a great one.”
“A man that age doesn’t ‘grow into the job.’ And that old man, the one who is now the most powerful man on the planet, grows more senile with each passing day. Thanks to people like you, Aaron, who ate up all of his bullshit, our country is being destroyed from within. It’s like what Abraham Lincoln said. He said, ‘America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.'”
“Yeah, well, Blake, I just couldn’t bring myself to vote for his opponent,” Aaron said. “You know, man. The emails and all.”
“Oh right. The emails.”
Written for today’s one-word prompt, “expect.”