
🎶“It’s late in the evening; she’s wondering what clothes to wear.”🎶 The opening line of a famous song describes a woman choosing an outfit, yet it draws the listener in. Plenty of us can picture the scene, because we’ve lived it. Decisions. They can make or break us. Something tells me the lady in Clapton’s tune makes a fashionable choice. I see her, beautiful and statuesque, picking the perfect cocktail dress. Color doesn’t matter; it’s the guy she keeps waiting who’d better realize how much she does. At least this is what’s going through her mind, late in the evening.
Kind reader, this is a Drabble, a short fictional story of exactly 100 words. Thank you for reading. 🙏❤️ prayers and love.

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