A Fictional Response to WP’s Daily Word-prompt ‘Pink’
Emily liked the colour pink, it made her feel younger, feminine and strangely it gave her a strength.
Some time ago when she was left on her own, Emily added a touch of pink to every room in her house, not too much, and in shades to suit the environment in which it was placed. It was as though she was making a statement, similar to an animal staking its claim and leaving its scent and perhaps she was.
The colour pink however, has now taken on an altogether different persona.
A short while ago Emily believed her happiness was being threatened and the more she believed this the more her rational thinking began to slip away.
Feeling hurt and in an effort to protect herself she began to push away the person she needed the most and unfairly forced him into a situation he didn’t understand and never asked for. By now she was in a panic and her control over her emotions was steadily ebbing away.
Emily had no idea what prompted her to visit the chemist (drug store) that afternoon and purchase the nail lacquer, but the urge to do so was strong.
Sitting at her kitchen table, Emily carefully painted her nails one by one. Sitting back to admire the shiny, bright, pink lacquered nails, she gave a half-smile of appreciation as she felt her strength begin to return, until eventually she began to feel empowered and no matter what happened now, Emily was back in control.
Emily’s friend had had the good sense to take charge and he turned the situation around, for which Emily would be forever grateful, but somewhere there Emily couldn’t help wondering if it was really because of the enchantment of the pink nails.
Editorial Note: Shortly after the publication of this post, my partner GC became my guest writer and wrote a follow up to this story, an article that was loosely based on my visit to a small canal side cafe.
(c) SueW-nansfarm.net 2017 word-prompt PINK from WordPress Daily Prompts.