He looked damn good to her from a few car lengths away. Definite eye candy.
“I should get his number. I might be 38 years old, but I still got it,” Brandy kidded herself.
The restaurant clerk was surely checking her out, so she flashed her cutest smile, then blew a cascade of smoke out the open car window, ashed her cigarette, and inspected her rear-view mirror’s reflection.
Upon reaching the window to pay, she couldn’t believe who greeted her. “Hi, Mrs. Jackson,” said her oldest son’s childhood friend. “It’ll be $5.95. I’ll be right back with your order.”
100-word challenge prompt: candy
image: Pajero by CarTestr
