The sequins spelling out “Justin Bieber” across the woman’s crop top are in a shade of silver that exactly matches her hair, but this dubious fashion statement is lost on the two teenage girls who are staring at her from within the cosy confines of the bus shelter. Their gaze is transfixed by her bare white blue-veined thighs. Combined with the scarlet mini skirt, the effect is that the components of the Union Jack are waiting to be properly assembled.
Stumbling on too-tight wedge-heeled red sandals, she approaches the bus stop. The darker of the girls pulls a tasteful lavender cashmere wrap more closely about her shoulders, although it is not cold that has made her shiver.
The woman judders to a halt before them, as if she’s inadvertently put her shoes into neutral. From behind bifocals, she flashes a smirk at the cashmered girl.
“So, darling, now you know how it feels when someone borrows your favourite clothes without asking.”
Glancing sideways, the teenager clocks her companion’s dropped jaw. Then she sighs and peels off the lavender wrap.
“Ok, Mum, I get the message. Now, for God’s sake go home and put your own clothes on.”
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6 thoughts on “The Mutton and the Lamb”
This is a cracking piece. The detailed description is skilfully handled. Really enjoyed reading it.
Thank you very much, Mrs T, glad you enjoyed it!
A flash fiction goodie, this one!
Thanks, Laura! I’m hoping it won’t prove autobiographical in a few years’ time – my daughter (9) still thinks it’s cool if we wear something similar but I don’t suppose that will last long!
Love this! I haven’t read any of your other pieces yet but off to do that now!
Thank you! I hope you enjoy them – I have great fun writing them! Working on some longer (but still short!) stories now!