From One Single Impression: Prompt 75: Windows
I saw her through my car window this morning…
It was the black high heels that caught my eye, the toes peeping through like painted eggshells.
Frayed blonde hair blew across her face as she stretched to adjust a sign that said,
“Open House. Ocean View!”
If it wasn’t for the white Mercedes just a few feet away, she could have been any crazy person on the corner.
At first, I thought she was a crazy person… who would willingly stand in the dirt on a street corner under the freeway?
And then as the sun shifted, I saw the smart suit jacket. The fading facelift, the too tight skirt.
Was it Channel No. 5 I smelled as I passed by…