Sunday, September 23, 2007 it's not forever... POST A COMMENT The lady in red sat back on the hard subway seat; two men -- separately unware of each other -- watched her from across the car. The first man thought about last nights reality television show and the lady in red was like shading for his thoughts, she could fit right in as the girl that most likely to make it to next weeks episode. The other guy was mentally dissecting a night of passion, where a slow motion mind trick played out the removal of the red garment. His naughty thoughts linger on what could be done with the red garment (and then some). This was not unusual for her, she was not unaware of the attention of men, but some days it did go un noticed...or she was immune to the looks -- like a brick wall around a sheltered flower that needed no sunlight to grow. "Beauty is not forever," her mother had told her. "Enjoy it." -- and on night's out she did enjoy it. But, the echo of truth and time (the double T's) are what kept her from thinking this was forever. (* Image: Credit) Labels: Free Writing Fiction posted by Henry Cruz at 3:14 PM 0 Comments: Post a Comment << Home     ARCHIVES October 2005 . November 2005 . December 2005 . August 2007 . September 2007 . October 2007 . November 2007 . December 2007 . March 2008 . April 2008 . May 2008 . June 2008 . July 2008 . August 2008 . September 2008 .