Petunia: A twisted romance

Some guys wait their whole lives to find true love. Not me. I wasn’t wasting another Thursday night playing poker with dudes. I’d simply had enough. I knew you had to work for what you desired. That part was easy.I wanted a woman who would listen and people called a ‘doll.’ I needed a girl-next-door type who knew exactly how to thank her man for a hard day’s work. That was my Petunia. I saved every dime and eventually moved to matching tea cloths – women like that stuff. Every detail—from the chandelier in the foyer to the granite counter tops—was for her. I refinished the full 4,000 square feet of our home myself, leaving only the original furniture. Petunia’s gonna love it. I can’t wait to give her a tour. Room by room, I’ll take her through the home I’ve built for us. I’ve even saved a room to paint her favorite color. She’ll be here any minute. It’s time to make the roast. I’m set for tracking alerts on her. And once she gets here? Neither of us will ever spend another night alone. Hang in there, love. One more hour and you’ll be forever home…