My third drabble for Challenge 380: Fancy at tw100.
Summary: The years are catching up to Gwen.
Looking in her mirror, Gwen sighed. She couldn’t deny it any longer, she had definite wrinkles and her once dark brown hair was flecked with grey. She was a middle-aged frump.
“What’s up, love?” Rhys came up behind her and slipped his arms around her no longer trim waist, chin resting on her head.
“I’m getting old, wrinkly and fat. Look at me!” She gestured at her reflection in the mirror.
“You’re bloody gorgeous, Gwen Cooper-Williams, I’ll always fancy you.”
“Even when I’m old and my hair’s white?”
“’Course I will!”
Gwen knew without a doubt that he meant it.
The End
“What’s up, love?” Rhys came up behind her and slipped his arms around her no longer trim waist, chin resting on her head.
“I’m getting old, wrinkly and fat. Look at me!” She gestured at her reflection in the mirror.
“You’re bloody gorgeous, Gwen Cooper-Williams, I’ll always fancy you.”
“Even when I’m old and my hair’s white?”
“’Course I will!”
Gwen knew without a doubt that he meant it.
The End