2078. No one could put their finger on it
© Bruce Goodman 16 March 2021
There was something strange about Monique, but no one could put their finger on it. She seemed pleasant enough. Her dress sense was fairly ho-hum but nothing overly noticeable about it. It certainly wasn’t the way she dressed that made her strange.
Was it perhaps her personality? She seemed lovely. She smiled most agreeably. Her voice was mellifluous. Her conversation bordered on the delightfully interesting. Yet there was something strange about Monique, and no one could quite work out why.
Was she perhaps physically deformed in some way? Not that anyone could see. Ten fingers; ten toes. Her hair seemed natural as was the brunette colouring. What was it that didn’t seem right?
To be ruthlessly honest, because of the mystifying strangeness people were a little scared of her. At a party they would say a polite hello and then move on. It’s not that they rejected her; it was just that they felt a little uncomfortable in her presence.
Eventually life went on and Monique fell in love. Her partner didn’t seem to mind or notice her “strangeness”. Some people turn a blind eye and don’t sense a hovering weirdness. Yet there was still something strange about Monique, and no one could put their finger on it.
I wonder what it was?
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