“Look, if it makes you feel better, you can have this,” said
Marcus as he threw a voile towards her; the creams and pale oranges floating through
the air towards her. Katie picked it up;
careful her manicured nails wouldn't snag the delicate fabric.Her sceptical eyes travelled the length of the translucent material,
knowing it would not make her feel any better about the situation but she had
signed the contract, wanted to do the job even if her nerves were getting the better
of her.
“Come on!” he barked; his kid gloved approach vanished,
replaced by impatience as his model dithered, possibly changing her mind; he couldn't accept that, wouldn't accept that.
Taking a moment, Marcus stopped and looked to Katie as she
sat with the fabric, her elfin features innocent, her perfect body not enhanced by
cosmetic surgery; she was a beauty and whilst she struggled with her
principles, nerves, hang-ups or whatever it was, Marcus didn’t care which; he
began to shoot and knew that every click was going to make him rich, even if she changed her mind.
And that's my Five Sentence Ficiton for Lillie Mcferrin's weekly flash fiction. Why not hop over to read the other entries or, have a go yourself. . . . . you may surprise yourself at what you come up with. xx
