Mrs. Robertson

As J.J. was washing his hands in walked Mrs. Robertson. "Jennifer, I didn't know you were a member of *Curves*." "I am not, Mrs. Robertson. My friend Karyn is, you remember Karyn don't you?" "Your friend who has been sitting with you?" "Yes Ma'am that is her." "Well, Honey, you should think about joining *Curves*. You don't need it now, but it is good to get into the habit of exercising when you are young so you don't struggle so much when you get old like I am." "You aren't that old, Mrs. Robertson." J.J. said. "Thank you Honey, but I am not getting any younger." With that Mrs. Robertson went into one of the stalls to do her business and J.J. struggled with his pack to pull out some lipstick for his chapped lips. As he did so, he spilled his pack just as Mrs. Robertson came out of the stall. Mrs. Robertson bent down to help J.J. pick up his stuff. As she handed him back his wishing rock, she said, "I wish