the beauty of Linda

the beauty of Linda

fiction
edward w pritchard

The beauty of Linda seemed to grow each year and now at age 18 she was nearly irresistible. Linda perfectly fit our cultures expectation of beauty.

Each night Linda had the same reoccurring dream. If during the day Linda saw an old woman, that night as Linda dreamed the same old woman would be sitting or standing talking to someone and Linda would be watching and half listening from afar; as a sort of Omnipotent observer. Each night, in her dreams, Linda would eventually see the second person, who the same old woman Linda had seen in reality today, was now talking to in her dreams. The second woman, a pleasant looking 75 year old woman, was of course always Linda, although the first woman changed nightly, depending on who Linda had seen earlier in the day.