Ingé-old

02/22/2022 MGAWG Prompt: and/or: Femme Fatale / Ingénue / Every Man

By kevin e collander © 2022

 

            She was endearing, all right. Seymore reflected as he sloshed around rainy pools on the worn city sidewalk, his Totes umbrella dripping water and half-totaled. And innocent? “I had no idea to believe otherwise.” He moaned to no one there for a listen.

            The city Uptown Express hustled past, launching grimy curb puddles and adding insult to injury onto Seymore’s expensive, London Fog trench coat, Brunello Cucinelli wool-silk evening pants and Florsheim dress shoes.

            “Damn.” He screamed in utter frustration. And young? Of course she was young. He pondered, reconfirming all the evidence. “Wasn’t she young?” He shouted out to the world as he stormed up the slippery, wet limestone steps to the stoop of his apartment building. “She said that she was an ingénue. An ingénue! An ingénue!” He repeated in disgust at each step, up two flights, as his Florsheims squeaked with the squish of rainwater. Fiddling with his key, he unlocked the door and stumbled into his flat.

            “I swear. That’s the last time I use that on-line dating service.”

            

The End

 

 

 

WORD COUNT: (173)


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