Short Story Preview: Shades of Love
‘Will you marry me, Margot?’
She lowered her head and two wings of blonde hair fell down beside her cheeks, a bit reminiscent of a Bassett Hound.
Impossible to read her thoughts, though, with her hair over her face and her shades over her eyes. She hadn’t removed those glasses throughout the meal. It wasn’t the first time she’d turned up in dark glasses, either and Robert couldn’t help wondering if she was trying to hide something. Had she perhaps been crying? He pushed his coffee cup to one side and leaned over the table towards her.
Now she raised her head and looked away over to her left, clearly wrestling with some problem, but still she said nothing.
‘Margot,’ he whispered urgently, ‘I asked you if you would marry me! Didn’t you hear me? Is something wrong, darling?’
He reached forward and took both her hands in his, scanning her face. If only he could see her eyes … He was reluctant to ask her to remove the glasses because you never knew with women. They were so often touchy about the strangest things. Margot, for instance was a beautician, often given to trying out new skin-care products. Maybe this time there had been less than pleasant results and the skin round her eyes had shrivelled or peeled, or something.