Short Story Sunday #71

I know this feeling so well it’s not even funny.

Rachel Poli

SSS His Women

His taste in women was better than I thought it would be. He was the type of man to look at the beauty on the inside rather than the outside. He had gone out with women of all shapes and sizes because of this. People would give him funny looks as they walked down the street together because—let’s be honest—most of the women he dated made them look like an odd couple.

He was my friend and I respected him as such. He brought a different girl to meet our group of friends every two weeks. Yeah, none of them lasted long.

One woman was Jill. She was tall and slender with gorgeous crystal blue eyes and long, flowing blonde hair. She always wore tight miniskirts with halter tops, even though they dated in December. I never did figure out how she walked through ice and snow in three-inch heels…

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