Flash fiction: A perfect dress
The perfect dress would be light and feathery, silky to the touch, a shimmering, subtle shade of green or blue to set off her eyes. Freya had searched the usual stores last week without success, so with only a few days until the big event and her sense of desperation growing, she was taking a different tack and hitting the exclusive end of town. Her mother's scathing words rang in her ears, "No one ever made a silk purse from a sow's ear." But Freya would not give up hope. Th
