The Lady in Green
She pursed tiny skittish lips, painted scarlet to join rebellious forces with her luxurious auburn hair. White gloves cloaked the lady's long curved fingers--one could imagine screeching red nails under the cloth; and she wore a green satin dress, shining, shimmering, wrapping the girl in sumptuous folds that insisted, nonetheless, on clinging to her curves. With one shoulder laid bare in defiance, a wide-brimmed hat bellowed her uniqueness to the world. In quiet contrast, it shadowed half her face. But when one eye peeked out, it shot tragic bullets. Read more.
Loved 'The Lady in Green', Jo. Sometimes the ladies get a bad wrap. Men can be just as impetuous!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Dan! I really enjoyed writing that one. It rolled right out.
ReplyDeleteHi Jo,
ReplyDeleteI agree with Dan "Men can be just as impetuous!" I like how you let his imagination fly with hope, and then the let down, and then another ray of hope. Very nicely writtten as usual!