The Right Colour

by joetwo

Sylvia rushed through the door, the bell overhead jingling wildly with her passing. She looked over the shop’s vast inventory, trying to see in the vast range of colours the exact shade that she wanted.

“Can I help you ma’am?”

There was a sales assistant at the counter, all sparkles and smiles, looking expectantly at her.

“I need balloons for my daughter’s birthday. She wants a particular colour.”

“What colour is that?”

Sylvia looked a bit sheepish. “That is the thing. She was never very specific what her favourite colour was.”

“Ahh! Were there any clues?”

“She said it was the colour of beauty, the colour of hope. The colour of a magical sky. Any ideas?”

The assistant thought for a second “Maybe… How about this?”

Sylvia was a bundle of nerves as Cindy, her daughter ran into the house after school.

“Balloons!” She shouted “So many balloons! This is the best birthday ever!”

The living room was festooned with balloons all over. Every colour in sequence all along the walls and furniture.

Sylvia touched her daughter’s arm. “Honey! Do you like them?”

“Yeah Mum! I love them!”

“Is the colour alright?”

“I like it very much! Rainbow has to be my second favourite. It isn’t sunset but nearly as good. Thanks a lot Mum! Love you!”

“Happy birthday Honey. I love you too!” 

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Written for The Light and Shade Challenge of Monday 21st July 2014.

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