The old-timer doddered into the shop, heading straight for the wedding dress on the mannequin in the window. He stared at it, his eyes dewy. His hand reached out to touch the material.
Marge went over to him. ‘Can I help you?’
‘Thank you, dear. Just reminded me of something.’
‘Your wedding day?’ she smiled in sympathy, imagining a long marriage ending inevitably in old age.
His eyes changed, a mischievous glint. ‘Not the dress, dear.’
Marge watched his hand. It wasn’t on the dress anymore. It was stroking the mannequin’s arm. It reached up and touched the cold, smooth face.
‘How much to take this beauty home with me, dear?’
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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