The Hair

The Hair

It was blond and a little more than shoulder-length. Walking behind her, she noticed the woman’s hair and stopped by the corner of the street. The hair reminded her of someone, someone she had known. I haven’t seen her in a long time. I know close to nothing about her life.Once we confided in each other. Now everything is a far away secret. Her hair is genuinely blond, the same as this woman’s. She doesn’t need to get a dye job to keep it that way or anything.

 

 

 

 

 

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One Response to “The Hair”

  1. alex Renskoff Says:

    I really like this. Very beguiling. Strong air of mystery-really evokes that strange sense of deja vu some people create. Thank you for writing this-really love it.

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