Who is Molly Bloom? I'm sure you have seen her around and in these shops, as you munch down on your cornbread, drinking your coffee with a teaspoon of sugar and a few splashes of soy milk you grab out of your left pocket. I'm sure that you have watched her graze through shops, putting on different sunglasses, putting on some new clothes made by Rosewood, testing the different saffire rings made with a gold band on her soft, delicate hands.
You've seen the young woman, no. I'm almost absolutely 100 percent I'm going to be able to prove that you, my very good friend, know who Molly Bloom is.
Your the one who I've seen every day at this shop with your breakfast, staring in the same direction this gorgeous fox happens to be enjoying her time. I've been watching you, yes I have been, friend. From my balcony, I can see a lot of things happening around here. Some of it is full of life-giving energy, and then there are the times I spot people like you around here who don't know where their place is and isn't.
You, my friend, have been watching Molly Bloom gather flowers at the shop on the corner. Least we not forget, you ... have, with vulturous eyes, a tongue hanging out of your slacked jaw, and that look of lust in your eyeeee..., ... watched ... her bend over. I saw that look in your eyeeee. The answer is no, my friend.
Why do you think I brought you out here. You thought I was going to do something crazy? You, my friend, don't know me because you've been too busy looking at my daughter, who is seventeen. Around in these parts of the city, some people go a little mad maybe, not crazy? Crazy is you thinking there is a time and place for that sort of thing here ... cooking up inside of that skull of yours. So, I'm going to ask you one more time, friend, Who is Molly Bloom?
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First picture is one I took and is the cover of the book “Molly’s Game” by Molly Bloom. - I’ve never read the book. The cover photo inspire this post.
Constrained Writing Contest #29
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