Magic Moon

This is a 2,400 word SHORT STORY.

Clementine was born under a magic moon. And now, decades later, she meets a man under that same moon and must decide if she will join him in his world.

Excerpt:

Magic Moon

My mother always told me I was conceived under a blood-red moon, a magic moon. I don't know what that means, and she never explained it other than to say it was something that happened every few years. What I really think is that she had sex with a man she didn't know and I was the result of that blessed union. I think she always felt bad that I was a girl without a daddy, but if I'd had a daddy, he most likely would have been some drunken, unemployed lout lying in front of the television, shouting for another beer.

You can't miss what you never had, that's what I always say. And I grew up all fine and dandy, thank you very much. In this part of southern Georgia, I went barefoot most of my life, and if I didn't feel like goin' to school, I didn't. But now that I'm a young woman working at Winn-Dixie for minimum wage, I sometimes wonder if I should have paid more attention to my schoolwork. But I'm a free spirit just like my ma and gram, and I don't take work home with me like some people do. And whenever I need to make a little extra cash, I tell fortunes. Not like regular fortunes. Not with cards or leaves. I hold the person's hands and look deep into their eyes, and I can see stuff there. Like what they've done, and what they will do. So maybe my ma was right. Maybe I was born under a magic moon.

Paisley Grey writes erotic short stories with a twist!