Flash Fiction FridayWelcome to this week’s Flash Fiction Friday. A picture may be worth a thousand words but not for us. We have a picture about which we write a story of 100 words, no more and no less. I am joined by some fabulous writers today who give their take on a picture. To see the picture and the other members click this blog link: Flasher Fiction Friday
Reflected in the mirror the hairdresser gave me an encouraging smile yet I still felt the tears well up. “It’s just hair, it will grow back” ran over and over in my mind. It played out in slow motion before my very eyes. The harsh florescent light caught the shiny metal of the scissors and seemed to mesmerize me. I blinked and it was over. The glorious waves were now clutched in the hand of the still smiling stylist.
My eyes cut to my daughter’s in the mirror, “Mom do you think it’s long enough to make you a wig?”