Sarah realised that it was the third time this week that she was leaving at dawn, but when you are at the precipice of a breakthrough there was no time for rest. The results had finally come back and the figures looked more than satisfactory. This work was going to revolutionise the cosmetic industry. Thanks to them, perfect beauty was no longer a dream.

Her phone buzzed just as she reached the parking lot. “Sarah, there’s an anomaly. I don’t think we can ignore it.”
Shit. This was going to be another 48 hour day!

Above her, the sun took its first peek, streaking the sky with foamy waves of orange, pink and fire, an eager debutante trying to make shy acquaintance.

But the phone kept buzzing and Sarah was too busy to stop and say hello.


In response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers’ 120 challenge based on photo prompt by Footie and Foodie

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8 thoughts on “Perfect beauty

  1. Interesting story, I wonder what “perfect beauty” entailed exactly. And how were they going to achieve this? I also wonder what the anomaly was. All in all, a great snippet into a bigger story 🙂

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  2. ‘the sun took its first peek, streaking the sky with foamy waves of orange, pink and fire, an eager debutante trying to make shy acquaintance’ I love this!
    The business of living takes over life.

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