What are lips for?
'I want to kiss a Blackman,' Freda said at
Friday teatime—on Wednesday and
Monday,the colour was different.
.....The other residents learned to ignore
her.
.....Her daughters from travelling had married a rainbow of men. On weekends, the
visiting husband bowed so Freda could say hello with a kiss.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.