Ugly Before the Beauty – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday morning, my peeps!  I was so hoping this day would bring us blue skies.  Nope.  Apparently we can’t have mild(ish) and blue at the same time.  Oh well.  Might as well take this time to write, eh?  Thank you, dear Rochelle, for keeping us coming back week after week.  And what’s this?  Where did you get your hands on this picture, eh?

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Ugly Before the Beauty

 

“Oh my God!  What the hell has he done?”  Carla leaned closer, trying to see beyond the tape.

“Don’t worry so much.  It doesn’t look that bad,” assured Lucia, her head cocked to one side as if a different angle would give a better perspective.

“How the hell am I supposed to see beyond this?  Just look at it!  It’s a total disaster!” Carla wailed.

“I told you it wasn’t ready yet.”

“He said he would fix it.  He said not to worry.  He said it wouldn’t show. This is awful!”

“That’s how plastic surgery works.  Ugly before the beauty.”