Clarice (flash fiction)

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Clarice

 

She said her name was Clarice. We had arranged to meet in a café. In the end, she was thirty minutes late when she finally turned up. I don’t know why I waited for so long. I had already decided that she wasn’t coming.

Her skin was pale and her hair was long and dark. She had green eyes that seemed to shine in the dull light. I was feeling annoyed when she arrived and sat down before me. Her incandescent smile alone was enough for me to forgive her. So I stayed, and slowly we fell in love.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

 

This was written with the prompt Clarice provided by the Carrot Ranch March 5 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

 

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