That's pretty much the jist but its a good story. I'll post a link of it just in case anyone wants to read it. Flash fiction stories are only between 250 and 750 words so its pretty cool that so much detail and understanding of a character can happen in such a little amount of time. So sit back, relax, and read some flash fiction.
http://ghsenglish9a.wikispaces.com/file/view/Baker's+Helper.pdf
Indecisive
Woman
Jason’s Custom Carpentry has been
working on this project for at least four months now. Having been with them
from the start, some twenty years ago, you've never worked on a single remodel
for this long. The labor intensive tendencies of a carpenter keep you in shape
and looking younger than the reality of your lower back’s aches and pains. The simple remodel of the ranch style home is
said to be an easy task.
You’ll be in the middle of laying the new hardwood and she’ll change it to linoleum. You’ll be painting the walls to match the buckskin sectional when she buys a new lavender love seat. With her hands perched high on her hips she’ll scold you for insisting that the rich gold color of the cabinets look magnificent against the freshly stained base trim. It’s tempting to argue with her but you re-stain it anyways. The woman who can’t decide will keep changing her mind time after time.
You’ll be in the middle of laying the new hardwood and she’ll change it to linoleum. You’ll be painting the walls to match the buckskin sectional when she buys a new lavender love seat. With her hands perched high on her hips she’ll scold you for insisting that the rich gold color of the cabinets look magnificent against the freshly stained base trim. It’s tempting to argue with her but you re-stain it anyways. The woman who can’t decide will keep changing her mind time after time.
The olive green shag carpet will be
ripped out and re-installed more than once. The room off to the side of the
kitchen will become an office first, a spare bed room next, than a library with
floor to ceiling book selves. You’ll take special care in building the ladder that
leans up against the case because you know she’ll rearrange the books a million
times over.
You catch yourself watching her while you work. She is slender and graceful when she walks. She’ll study the work that’s been done; jotting down the changes she’ll want to be made for the next day. Her dark curls will bounce against her back with each step she takes. Your co-workers will flirt with her non-stop but she’ll pay them no attention. Sometimes, when you’re working late into the evening, and she has plans to go out she’ll put on a form fitting red dress that draws attention to her perfect posture and toned calves.
It seems that the hard work you do for her will never be enough. The master bed room will be the largest challenge. The swirly pink flowers on the comforter will not match the navy blue accent wall she insisted you paint. You will install two sinks in the master bath but you know she lives alone. The walk in closet will need more bars for the ever multiplying outfits she will buy.
Just when you’re thinking to yourself that this will never end the women who can’t decide will walk in the front with a peal white smile across her face. It comes as a shock to you when she walks from room to room nodding in approval. At last she will turn to you, look you in the eye, as if you are the last two people in the whole world and say, “Everything is perfect.”
You catch yourself watching her while you work. She is slender and graceful when she walks. She’ll study the work that’s been done; jotting down the changes she’ll want to be made for the next day. Her dark curls will bounce against her back with each step she takes. Your co-workers will flirt with her non-stop but she’ll pay them no attention. Sometimes, when you’re working late into the evening, and she has plans to go out she’ll put on a form fitting red dress that draws attention to her perfect posture and toned calves.
It seems that the hard work you do for her will never be enough. The master bed room will be the largest challenge. The swirly pink flowers on the comforter will not match the navy blue accent wall she insisted you paint. You will install two sinks in the master bath but you know she lives alone. The walk in closet will need more bars for the ever multiplying outfits she will buy.
Just when you’re thinking to yourself that this will never end the women who can’t decide will walk in the front with a peal white smile across her face. It comes as a shock to you when she walks from room to room nodding in approval. At last she will turn to you, look you in the eye, as if you are the last two people in the whole world and say, “Everything is perfect.”
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