Lucy Gru was sitting in her house, a tiny little run-down shack, waiting for Gru to come home. The Gru's were very poor and their three daughters, Margo, Edith, and Agnes, were grown and had moved out.
Lucy was very thirsty, and being poor meant having limited supplies. Having limited supplies meant that the only thing in the house to drink was prune juice. She drank it. She also was very hungry. Hungry enough to eat a lemon- which was the only thing she had to eat. Right in the middle of devouring the delicious lemon, the phone rang. It was Gru.
"Hello?" Lucy said imto the phone.
"Lucy, I'm sorry , but I will not be coming home. I am in love with my horse and I just can't be with you any longer." Then he hung up. Lucy was devestated and cried for hours. Then the phone rang again. This time, it was her good friend Tyra Banks.
"Hey, mama!" Said Tyra. "I got a lil sum-sum for you. Can I come over?"
"Sure." She replied.
"'Kay 'Kay, be there in five."
and sure enough, five minutes later, Tyra was at her door step with the man of Lucy's dreams. He was a very short middle-aged man with no hair except for a long, scraggly beard. the moment he walked up and licked her hand, she had forgotten all about Gru. At the end of the night, the man was down on one knee asking for her hand in marriage. Lucy gladly accepted and they lived happily ever after.
