By Mary Daurio
I’m excited about giving a presentation to the Astronomical Society, showing my daguerreotype photographs of the Moon.
The telescope, what a marvelous invention. Its clear, curved lenses refract light and bring something far away close enough to feel touchable, like my neighbour through the window. Spying, I’d taken a picture of Mademoiselle Bellaire’s derriere. My little secret.
On arrival, I find the Society has provided an assistant. Excellent. I can concentrate on my speech while he sorts the daguerreotypes.
Uproarious laughter greets the first. “Professor, we weren’t expecting this orb.”
I look up at Mlle. Bellaire’s shining full moon. Secret’s out!
Highly amusing.
Dear Doug. Thanks for finding the humour, and commenting, Mary.
Hello Mary,
Shining example of a perfect flash fiction piece! Loved it.
Very funny.
Funny thing about photographs is that the ones you want to keep safely tucked away are often the ones outed first. Amusing story.
I enjoyed knowing exactly what was going to happen and waiting to find out how. Lovely, straightforward writing.
Oops! You just never know who’s looking! Thank you.
Good twist. Very entertaining.