It’s good to be back in Arkansas. I spend a good three hours Tuesday clicking the heels of my ruby work boots together and chanting, “There’s no place like Goshen, there’s no place like Goshen.” Finally, the most powerful wizard of US Airways put us in a little metal tube and shot us half-way across the continent to God’s country.
I want to thank everyone for the prayers, kind thoughts, and healing wishes sent our way during Connie’s surgery and recovery. The poor girl went through a lot and now she’s stuck with me as a primary caregiver. That alone should provide plenty of incentive and motivation to heal quickly.
If you’re new to Friday Flash Fiction, the nurse in charge of administering weekly prompts is Clara Barton Wisoff-Fields. If you’d like to participate in this exercise in madness, head over to her blog for step-by-step instructions. To view the FFF Hollywood Squares Authors Block click here.
“Raul, what do you think of this new eye shadow?”
“It brings out the color in your eyes.”
“What about my hair, does it look all right?”
“You look ravishing, darling.”
“(sigh) Why do I even bother asking? You’d say I looked beautiful if my make-up was running and my hair looked like Phyllis Diller’s”
“What would you have me say? That you look like death warmed over?”
Thana smiled. “Trying to humor me, my love?”
“Well, I have seen some beautiful corpses.”
“It’s just so frustrating, trying to look presentable when you can’t see your reflection in a mirror.”
I really wanted Raul to say, “Hey Thana, you have a piece of salad stuck between your fangs.” But that’s another story.
Oh, and about the title, it was the first thing that came to mind when I saw the photo and I couldn’t resist using it. Just imagine her flying through the window as a bat.