“I don’t know, Doctor.”
He pursed his lips, annoyed at how much time it was taking her to decide. “Ms. McGraw, the decision is very simple. You may choose between style 3, 12, or 22. Which would you like?”
“But why must I choose any of them? What’s wrong with the way I am?”
“No one said there was anything wrong; it’s just that…well…no one looks the way you do anymore.” He comment was met with silence, into which he cleared his throat. “So, which one will it be, Ms. McGraw?”
“I don’t think I want any of them, Doctor.”
He hated when they went through these machinations. “In time, Ms. McGraw, you will.”
My 114-word ode to Rod Serling for VisDare this week. The photo immediately made me think of this “Twilight Zone” episode.
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