Mall shoes still did a fairly brisk business. Browsing the internet wasn’t the same, not for them, not for him. At lunch time, Marty often sat alone on a bench facing into the store.
Her skirt was slit, ankles slim, her shoes…worn and scuffed. He winced. Then she took them off. Marty clenched a fist and gnawed his knuckle. When she wiggled her toes, he swallowed his gasp.
The salesman brought a box and slipped her tired foot in a new, patent leather shoe. Candy apple red. Marty swiped sweat from above his lip. His eyes watered with love.
Carrot Ranch: 99-word stories
The Meta Story: The prompt this week was “watchman.” I had about fifty ideas for this one, ranging from babysitters to generational astronauts assigned to research a star predicted to go nova.
February 20, 2017 at 8:21 am
I thought it was very nicely done!
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February 20, 2017 at 8:24 am
Thanks for the boost of confidence. And for reading, as always. 🙂
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February 20, 2017 at 8:24 am
My pleasure 🙂
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February 20, 2017 at 9:14 am
Good job, I really liked it!
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February 20, 2017 at 9:20 am
Thank you!
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February 20, 2017 at 7:56 pm
Great use of sexual tension and from an unexpected point of view. Well crafted in 99 words.
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February 20, 2017 at 8:17 pm
Charli, thank you for reading and taking time to comment. Every bit of feedback I can get helps.
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February 20, 2017 at 9:53 pm
I enjoyed reading it!
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