“She stood out…”

A flashfiction love story (well a piece of one anyway)...

The male fashion mannequin, Frank, sighed he thought to only himself. “If only she had a head, arms and legs… but she does have a nice set off….”

“Shut up… she’s mine!” interrupted Sue, the swimsuit mannequin across the aisle.“Don’t make me come over there when the store closes,”  she warned.

Frank knew Sue’s temper, and she would beat his ass come closing time if he persisted. Sighing again, he turned from headless Hannah, in the display next to his, and noticed something at the edge of sporting goods. Did Glenn, the golfer, have a new sweater vest on? Yes, he did and it looked quite fetching on him. Maybe…

SHE STOOD OUT