Alone in the flat, Arabella sits at the mirror. Mother will be here soon.
The makeup-remover does its job, revealing clean pale skin beneath the layers of paint. A quick sweep through the room: makeup in the drawer, heels under the bed. But what to do with the dress?
A moment of inspiration sees the dress launched onto the fire escape. It flaps daintily in the breeze. Just in time. The doorbell rings.
Mother arrives with kisses, both cheeks. ‘Geoffrey darling,’ she says. ‘Where were you? Where do you go on a Saturday night?’
Geoffrey kisses his mother. Both cheeks.
For those who don’t know, Friday Fictioneers is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a picture prompt. It’s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, and anyone can play. Thanks for hosting, Rochelle! Check out the link below to see what other fictioneers did with this week’s prompt.
This week’s photo is courtesy of Janet Webb at This, That and the Other Thing.
I’m just back from a few days hiding in the woods in Devon in a refreshingly technology-free zone. I didn’t get a chance to read any stories last week but will try to make up for it this week.