VERSION 1:
The magician flourished his hand and produced a silk bouquet. "For you, Mrs...?"
The widow twittered and blushed like a schoolgirl. "Oh, me, well, I'm a single Mrs."
He smiled wider, knowing already, for he'd scoped her out in the market earlier this week. He'd get plenty of loot from her.
VERSION 2: from Twitter #slapdashsat
The magician replaced his hat and presented the silk bouquet. "For you Mrs...?"
She tittered. "Brown. But I'm a widower."
He winked and she blushed. He smiled wider at her glittering jewellery. "A pleasure, ma'am." For the company and loot to be had.
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Short StoryAn assorted collection of works of 100 words or less from a wide assortment of genres. What type of bite do you fancy today? Included here are my entries to #slapdashsat on my twitter profile @amandajhare as well as entries to various Wattpad contes...
