Megan had just about had enough with Tiffany's ranting, when she pressed a button on the laptop. Unfortunately, she didn't pay real close attention to whose name she higlighted before pushing the button.
Sooon, Megan found herself discussing plans for a child with Tiffany.
"You know, that biological clock of mine is louder than ever these days."
"Well dear, I'm sure you'll make a great mother."
"If ted ever works up the nerve to propose."
She raced out of her forties and into her early fifties. Gray had begun to show in her hair, and she'd put on a few pounds in her waist, hips, and thighs.
"I've been feeling so hot and cold lately, and Ted's doing things that i used to be okay with that are really irritating."
"You're just going through menopause. Just try not to kill him."
She continued to age, more and more gray making its way into her shoulder length bob cut. Deep wrinkles had begun to show around the corner's of her eyes and the edges of her lips, and her neck could easily wobble in a strong breeze as she hit 70.
"Ted and I are thinking about going on one a them senior cruises. You should come with us, it might be fun ya know."
"Well, it would put me with others our age. These youngsters these days can git on my nerves, if ya get my meaning."
"I completely understand."