(This year, November 28th, marks our 45th wedding anniversary. And our parents didn’t think we’d last 6 months. 😉 )
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Genre: Hysterical Fiction
Word Count: 99
FOR LOVE OF DIBROMINDIGO
“What are you wearing to the party tonight?” he asked.
“My purple dress.”
“Could you be more specific? Almost everything in your closet is purple.”
“It’s the color of royalty.” She clicked on Wikipedia. “The ancient Phoenicians prized it as early as 1570 BC. Phoenicia means ‘Land of Purple.’”
He rolled his eyes. “Of course it does.”
“Billions of sea snails have given their lives to produce the dye. According to historians it fetched its weight in silver in Colophon in Asia Minor. The Romans used it for their ceremonial robes.”
“So that means you’re wearing…”
“…my purple dress.”
I couldn’t resist including this.
It’s also my default ringtone. 😉