One True Color
In the living room doorway stood Petunia Jennings, a heavyset, beady-eyed woman with a shotgun cradled in the crook of her arm. She was dressed in a chartreuse nightgown and her head, rather round and small, was adorned with a matching sleeping cap. Gray curls sprung from under the cap that, together with the gun, cast a sweet but fearsome look. Her portentous appearance was more than enough to jar me awake.
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Thanks to Editor in Chief, Sarah A. O’Brien and the entire editorial staff at Boston Accents for publishing, ‘One True Color’.
Photo Credit and copyright: Michal Plachy