The colours of her week
Monday mornings she’s white and wan, but the book club girls arrive at 11 and a cool chardonnay or two soon restores her colour and sparkle.
Tuesday and Wednesday are red days—she’s off uptown for some retail therapy and wine bar get-togethers. She loves her reds.
Thursday’s vermillion. She feels somewhat worse for wear on Thursday. It’s her down day.
But she’s in the pink on Fridays when her handyman arrives. And she’s flushed as a rose as she waves him goodbye. Friday is her favourite.
Each evening she welcomes hubby home, freshly lipsticked and demure in yellow.
This story is for Friday Fictioneers, generously hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.