“Do you notice anything different about me?”
I looked up from my laptop, surprised to see Claudia standing in the doorway of my office.
“Darling, what are you doing here?” I asked, watching the door close behind her. She seldom visited the office.
She grinned. “Look at me. Anything different?”
I hated these sort of questions. They seemed designed to get an unwary man into big trouble, and I began to tread very carefully.
I took my time studying her slender figure and those gorgeous, long legs. Nothing new that I could see. Her pretty, heart-shaped face looked the same. Maybe it was the hair…
She laughed. “Seriously?” She ran a hand through the thick, shiny crop of short, blond hair.
Not the hair, then.
Something was different… it was something about her eyes, green and sparkling. “The glasses! Your glasses are missing! Did you get contacts?”
She pouted playfully. “You know I only wear glasses for reading! You’re making this much harder than it should be, Malcolm.”
“Can you give me a hint?”
She thought about it, and then giggled. “Okay… you get one hint – but just one! Now close your eyes for a second.”
I heard sounds of brief rummaging, probably through that purse of hers, which seemed the size of a small piece of carry-on luggage.
“Okay,” she cried. “You can open ’em!”
She stood there, eyes shining and hands clasped behind her back. Her giggles had subsided, replaced by a tender smile which played sweetly about her lips.
“So… what’s the hint?”
She brought her left hand forward, its contents now visible.
“Now do you notice anything different about me?” she asked softly.
I did, and quickly took her into my arms and kissed her.
The silver rattle, released, fell gently to the carpet.
Word Count: 300
Author’s Note: This week’s tale is written in response to a challenge to write a 500-words or less story with the words, “do you notice anything different about me?” You can check out these weekly flash fiction challenges hosted by ThainInVain here.