Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Hosted by Denise, there is one rule: Six (no more, no less) Sentenceses to the story.

Previously, in our serial story…

Prompt word:

FLAKE

“There’s an old saying…”

The tall, thin man watched as Mimi‘s right eyebrow teased her lips only to have a frown try to head-off the laughter; it was no contest.

A good-natured, if not charitable, concession to anyone nearby who, upon observing one tall man and one not-tall woman in conversation might be tempted to believe they could extrapolate it’s content from non-verbal cues, the man turned to face the growing crowd at the Six Sentence Café & Bistro’s first April Fools Day³ open house.

“Oh…kay, I just made it up?”

Mimi smiled at Rosetta who, ferociously not paying attention to the two Proprietors, backed her way into the Ladies Room with a fresh supply of towels and hand lotion, then looked back at the man who had a green bar rag tucked in a twelve-hundred dollar Hermes reversible belt, “I’m sorry did I break your concentration? I didn’t mean to do that, please, continue…”

“… that no two snowflakes are identical, the blizzard knoweth not’ and how in heaven’s name did you manage that,” a nod towards the restrooms on the lighted end of the hallway, “miracle?”