I ran my fingers over the silken wings in front of me. Their soft, velvety touch was nearly intoxicating. "Seductive," I breathed with a smile.
A boutique employee walked up and stopped beside me. "They're beautiful, aren't they?"
"They're perfect."
"Would you like to try them on?"
I nodded and watched silently as she took them from off the wall display. I didn't even realize I'd been holding my breath until we're made it to the dressing room.
Under the woman's confused scrutiny, I removed my clothes and put on the wings. Inspecting every angle in the full length mirrors around me, I couldn't contain my satisfaction.
"I'll take them," I nearly squealed. "They'll be perfect in my show."
"You're a performer?" the lady asked as I handed her the wings and began to clothe myself.
"Yup."
"I knew I'd seen you before. Do you perform locally?"
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