Her online dating profile photo conjured up images of Aphrodite with long, entwined, flowing tresses framing an alluring visage.
Captivated, Pierce took a chance and sent her a short message – witty and charming, but not overly so.
For the next few days, they engaged in friendly, playful banter, eventually agreeing to meet the following Friday evening.
Freshly showered and stylishly dressed, Pierce arrived on time at Dionysus Bar for the cheese spread and wine-tasting.
She spied Pierce from across the room, slithered his way, looked him in the eyes, and hissed, “Hi handsome, my name is Medusa.”
He froze in place, standing stone-cold still.
About the author
William P Adams lives near Seattle and writes short fiction, poetry, and memoirs. His work has appeared in 101 Words, CafeLit, Macrame Lit, Rockvale Review, Sea Wolf Journal, X-R-A-Y Magazine, and elsewhere.
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