REFLECTIONS ON DESIGN AND RENOVATION
100 words for Friday Fictioneers
Photoprompt © Nathan Sowers
After he left, Sandrine bought items that were scratched and worn. She painted patterns on the frame of the mirror and stuck tiles on the pine chest. A man in the DIY warehouse by the roundabout gave her lots of free samples.
A kind neighbour reckoned the man was sweet on her but Sandrine was caught like a fly in a web by that state of rejection where she couldn’t imagine anybody ever wanting her again.
Yesterday the man smiled and said “It’s almost empty,” and gave her a big container of white paint which felt at least half full.