Dippy Eggs, micro fiction by Verity Mason at Spillwords.com
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Dippy Eggs

Dippy Eggs

written by: Verity Mason

 

His deep caramel drawl has me swooning. Heat flames my breasts as I replay last night in my mind.

“Make me dippy eggs with soldiers, and I’m yours.”

“Coming, Brett.”

Eggy nectar drips from the toast; his cheeky smile broadens.

“Marry me, Camilla? I love you. ”

I laugh. “Let me ask my husband.”

Verity Mason

Verity Mason

Her first love is writing and has been honing her craft for many years. With painting her second love, her art is locally recognised for its seascapes. Well travelled, she once took a cruiser out to Alcatraz where she was locked in solitary confinement for an hour. "That hour, felt like days," she recalls with a sense of accomplishment.
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