Tricks and Tresses

Once when I was a restless teenager, the neighborhood boys and I were crazy about volleyball. To increase our leg power, we decided to have a daily jog.

It so happened that one morning while on of those jogging routine, we saw at a distance a woman with a trim figure and beautiful, long, black hair. Her lovely hair was more striking because of her white garment.

As we approached her, our enthusiasm become more evident. Jun, the oldest in the group, believing he had to prove his seniority by acting more “manly”, increased his tempo and began to jog in a more cocky way.  As he was overtook the lovely girl, he glanced at her.

Imagine our surprised when he jogged faster without looking back any farther; we expected him to slow down.

We too jogged faster to know the reason. Then I noticed the girl’s belt; it was mint blue. Something flashed on my mind.

When we finally passed her, we all simultaneously look backed. Then we all ran faster as Jun did. My suspicion was right; the “girl” was a spinster who had just attended an early morning mass. The beautiful tresses tricked us.

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Marjonnel