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Aisley squinted under the fluorescent light and stared down at the pale elderly face below her.

Poor Mrs. Gibson.

She sighed quietly, combing the strands of the gray wig so it framed her face just like it did in her picture. She spent to next 2 minutes fiddling over the fringe. There was one strand that just didn't belong on the left, and it didn't belong on the right. It just didn't belong, but it's not like she could just cut it off... maybe trim it and keep it down with hairspray? No, that would look to shiny on this type of wig. Maybe mousse? God, did she even have any?

She could go pick some up at the store after work, she supposed. Mrs. Gibson's funeral wasn't for another couple of days or so, so she had plenty of time. She focused her attention to the complexion. Grabbing some toner she quietly painted it on the woman's face, eyes and face focused in a look of calm concentration. She sat there on her metal stool, going over the eyebrows and cheekbones and chin in fluid strokes when she felt a presence shift behind her.

She turned, glancing over her shoulder to see if her boss has come in. He hadn't.

She went back to what she was doing.

She finished evening out the toner, brushing it over multiple times. It had to be flawless, even if it took hours to finish. Her boss never complained about her perfectionist nature, he said the customers appreciated it, and it's not like she had anything better to do. Moving to the next colour, she bean to blot it on with a makeup sponge.

She felt a presence move behind her again, but heard no door or footsteps.

She continued what she was doing, but whispered out to the empty room, "Can I help you with something?"

She felt the presence behind her altercate between the emotions of anger and curiosity as it deliberated an answer. She waited patiently for some kind of response, while still blotting on the colour.

She heard the door creak open and close and the spirit left her. Hm, well that was odd.

Oh well, people would be arriving for the next funeral in a couple hours. She better go prepare the service.
Old Posted 07-15-2012, 11:36 PM Reply With Quote