Travelin’ Rick Finds Cupid
Hi! I’m Travelin’ Rick. I hope you will come with me on my latest adventure. It is almost Valentine’s Day and I have decided that I am going to go in search of Cupid. You see, I am smitten for a young girl that I have recently made acquaintance with. The young girl that I am speaking about is Sarah.
Sarah is a very sweet girl. She is honest and very beautiful. I am hoping that when I find Cupid that I can make Sarah my wife.
On my search for Cupid, I stay away from the obvious places. I stay well away from places I know Cupid would never approve of. I started my search for Cupid in the shopping mall.
At the shopping mall, I noticed a jewelry store. I thought to myself that this would be the perfect place to search for Cupid. Boy, was I wrong? Looking at the rings on display, an older woman came and stood beside me.
“That is a beautiful ring,” she whispered into my ear.
“Yes, it is,” I said, turning to take a look at the older woman.
The woman had a wart on the end of her nose that was larger than an eraser on the tip of a pencil. She wore horn-rimmed glasses, you know the kind with the big thick lenses. Her hair was a fiery orange colour and her eyes, the darkest shade of brown that I have ever seen.
“I must go,” I said, heading for the door.
“Oh no,” said the woman. “You can’t leave yet. I have a wonderful deal on that ring for you.”
“You don’t understand,” I said. “I’m on my way to find Cupid. I want to ask the love of my life to marry me.”
“I see,” said the woman, angrily.
The woman somehow managed to get to the door of the store before I noticed what was happening. Before I knew it, I was locked into the store with this woman.
“What do you want from me?” I asked the woman.
“I want you to marry me,” said the woman.
“How can I marry you?” I asked. “I don’t even know anything about you at all.”
“So,” said the woman. “Just because I’m ugly you won’t marry me.”
“I never said that,” I said. “But marriage is a very important step in someone’s life. It is not something that should be made light of. The woman I want to marry is the kindest woman in this whole world and I know that I will be very happy with her. It just so happens that if Sarah was ugly, I’d still marry her and that is because I am in love with her for what she is and not for what she looks like.”
“Is that so?” asked the woman, who all of a sudden started turning a bright red colour.
“Cupid!” I exclaimed, noticing that the woman had turned into Cupid.
“Yes,” said Cupid. “It is me and I am here to grant your love toward Sarah. Tomorrow, you can ask Sarah to marry you.”
“Oh,” I said, giving Cupid a big hug. “Thank you so much!”
“You are very welcome,” said Cupid. “And good luck with your new life with your beautiful wife to be.”
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