“Little pimple!” Gloria repeated. “It’s a huge, red, pus-filled carbuncle. Everyone will notice. They won’t be able to look away. It’s like an accident by the side of the road. People slow down and stare. They can’t help themselves.”
“You’ve been looking forward to tonight’s event for weeks, Gloria.” Clyde said. “You shouldn’t feel reticent because of a small blemish.”
“That’s easy for you to say, Clyde. You’re a man. Nobody cares what you look like,” Gloria said. “No one will be mocking you, talking about you behind your back, giving you looks of pity.”
“I’ve got an idea,” Clyde said. “I’ll be right back.” Clyde left the room and returned a minute later. He was carrying a small box. “Here,” he said to Gloria. I was planning to give this to you for your birthday, but I think this is the perfect occasion.”
Gloria took the box from Clyde, opened it up, and smiled. “This is perfect,” she said as she pulled the silk scarf from the box and draped it around her neck. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and said, “What carbuncle?” Then she stepped up to Clyde, put her arms around his neck and kissed him. “This scarf and the earrings you got me for Christmas are the perfect accessories for tonight. Thank you. I love you,” she whispered.
Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (melodramatic), The Daily Spur (talented), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (elegant), Word of the Day Challenge (carbuncle), E.M’s Random Word Prompt (reticent), and My Vivid Blog (accessories).