Saturday, January 19, 2008

Sanguine Torment

Looking at her perfect, red, curly hair caused a sudden depression. "You realize," I said, "that if we had children... they'd probably have red hair too. The freckles, the perfectly white skin, the constant ridicule... I don't know if I can bring a child into the world with that kind of curse. White-haired octogenarians begging for hair transplants... I can't do that to another human being."

"I know," she replied, with a small, comforting smile. "But there's always a chance."

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