The little old lady

Every afternoon around four o clock, I would watch the little old lady dress up for her husband.

The little old lady would apply nice red dark lipstick, curl her hair and put on a pretty dress.

I had often wondered why she would go to so much effort each day.

Until I asked her.

The little old lady answered, “It’s a wife’s duty to look good for her husband.”

After she had dressed up, the old lady would wait at the entrance for her husband. Those afternoons would break my heart, as her husband had passed two years earlier.

Written by Leash Sullivan

2018-02-01T01:52:39+00:00 100 Word Stories, Leash Sullivan, Love|

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