Hedda walked out the door with the dog, thinking, “If a woman speaks and no one listens, is she real?”
Heading toward the town common, they walked by shops in red brick buildings. Hedda wondered what the dog smelled over exhaust fumes mingled with the scent of lilac.
She looked in a window at dresses and jewelry and caught her reflection: from the waist down, nothing. At the next window, she looked again: nothing from the neck down.
With an almost-nasty chuckle, she thought of her husband. “Come on, Bruce. Let’s go have a little fun.”
Heading toward the town common, they walked by shops in red brick buildings. Hedda wondered what the dog smelled over exhaust fumes mingled with the scent of lilac.
She looked in a window at dresses and jewelry and caught her reflection: from the waist down, nothing. At the next window, she looked again: nothing from the neck down.
With an almost-nasty chuckle, she thought of her husband. “Come on, Bruce. Let’s go have a little fun.”
