As time passes, I keep getting fatter, thought Effie, reaching for her third pastry.
“Another glass of tea?” asked Loretta.
Effie looked at the icy, sugary tea with longing. “I shouldn’t… but, Lord! You make the best sweet tea, Loretta.” Shaking her head, she handed over her empty glass. “Don’t know what’s wrong with me. Can’t stop eating lately. Every pound I gain, you seem to lose two!”
Loretta smiled, running her hands down newly slimmed hips, thinking of the dolls hidden in the attic – one whose crudely drawn mouth was wide open while the other’s was sewn tightly shut.
© 2015 All Rights Reserved Kate Loveton, Odyssey of a Novice Writer __________________
Note: Written in response to the ‘100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups’ sponsored by Julia’s Place (found here). This week’s prompt was to use the phrase ‘as time passes’ in a story of 100 words or less.