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Among the cards in the telephone kiosk he chose Fairy Tinkerbell. 'Lots of tricks' it said, and 'Concessions'. He called the number, spoke to the sultry-voice at the other end, announcing he was blind.

"That's half-price then, love' she purred, "what's your address?"

In twenty minutes she arrived, knocked, and sidled in. He was waiting, naked, except for sunglasses and white stick.

At the appearance of the woman, wizened as wirewool, he gasped involuntarily.

"You're not blind", she cried.

"You're no angel!"

A wave of her wand released sparkly dust, to mask her disappearing trick... with his wallet.

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