3WW CXXXIII
April 15, 2009 by thommyg
Allure
Perch
Vivid
The perfect girl!
There was no explaining the allure. She was not beautiful in anyway. Her hair was wiry and never very clean. The lipstick she painted on her lips was never on quite straight. Her sweater set always hung just a little eschew and was not the right color of white. He could never remember what it was about her that caught his attention. She had perched herself on the soda counter stool that day all those years ago waiting for her knight in shining armor…he could see it as vividly as if it were yesterday. Fifty years later he still saw her that way. Stunningly unusual but perfectly formed…a fit for him.
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I Changed My Mind... 
a nice ending for any girl!!i took a similar take to the prompt.
What a sweet pretty story. Know it happens but sounds like a fairy tale to me. Love the first couple of sentences
Love knows no boundaries!
Sweetness in spades. Great read.
i loved it…
Thank you everyone…I love flash fiction. I would have liked to spend more time on this one…it really has some possibilities!b