Husband Shopping (Second Part)


Husband Store

There it was, a store offering husbands.  She’d put on her tightest jeans and highest heels and wss ready to go shopping.

The sign inside said, “There are six floors.  The product value increases on each floor.  Once you enter and decide to shop, you can’t retrace your steps but must exit the store.”

Checking that each hair was in place in the big gold mirror beside the elevator, one fit for a queen with rose-patterned carpet, she thought,  “Oh, my, this is going to better than I hoped.”

On the first floor a sign over the revolving doors showed shadows of men moving inside.  It announced, “These husbands have jobs.”   No, she wanted more.

The second floor had men who had jobs and loved kids.  But, she continued on to the third floor where there were husbands who were eye-candy. “In whose judgment?  Maybe I wouldn’t care for someone else’s selection.”

She was glad she waited to see what the fourth floor had to offer, for on this floor the husbands liked to help with housework.  It was a struggle to leave, but she moved upward and the fifth floor she found that these guys were romantic.

She checked her list of characteristics desired in a husband and went up to the sixth floor. There she saw a huge electronic sign blinking which announced, “You are the forty-third million and sixty eight thousand visitor.  There are no men here.”

Hugely disappointed, as a girl would be on a disappointing shopping trip, she went out the store.  Across the street she saw a man exiting The Wives Store.  Running between the cars on the street to get to him, she cried, “Sir, did you find a wife?”

“No,” he said with gentle sympathy, “I wasn’t ready to make a commitment.”

“But, what did you find?” she asked, hoping for clues to aid her search.

“There were wives, all right, another man told me.  On the first floor, he said he found those who liked sex and who were good cooks.  On the next floor, he said there were those who in addition like sports and who have  money.”

He looked past her, stopped talking and was ready to walk off.  She caught his arm, “Was that all?”

“Who needs more,” he said.  “No one has ever checked the other floors.”

The author of this blog does!  I want to discover the illusive quality women are seeking on that  sixth floor.   I currently am writing “Casanova Cowboy” and seek answers for five women.  It’s an exciting writing adventure for the cowboy, too.

Author: lebensbornnovel

There at the base of a mountain, I live in a rustic cabin with my engineer/writer husband and loving cat, Alfie. I am a former journalist and pr consultant. In my blog I attempt to capture a sliver of WW history, the Lebensborn program to create a Master Race, and to add newsworthy tidbits which are 'somewhat' relevant to this subject.

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