Fettuccini Afraid-O

Today at MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie is Tale Weaver, for which we are to write about a phobia — real or imagined.

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“I just love Italian food!” Shelley feigned enthusiasm as she wound and unwound her long black hair around her fingers. “This menu is amazing…”

“Get whatever you want,” Eddie shrugged. “Looks like you could use a good meal.”

“Oh, I can’t decide…”

Eddie wished she’d leave her hair alone. It looked like she was trying to strangle her fingertips with it. “What’s wrong?”  Why are you doing that?”

“Huh?” Shelley quickly let go of her hair. “Oh, bad habit.” Her throat tightened and she blanched.

The waitress brought a steaming  loaf of bread to their table, and began rattling off the daily specials.

That’s what did it.

Shelley stifled a scream and scrambled for the door—

Phagophobia–a legacy from her mother.

 

SusanWritesPrecise/Susan Marie Shuman
illustrationsource.com

 

 

Author: The Abject Muse

Susan Marie Shuman is an author and freelance writer/editor who currently resides in the wilds of Birmingham, AL. She shares her life with four spoiled cats, several friends (not all of them imaginary) one husband and one step-son. When she's not working, Susan enjoys horseback riding, reading, taking her cats for a spin in their pet stroller, and taking naps. An ex-bartender, recovering crash test dummy and all-around late bloomer, Susan graduated from the University of South Alabama in 2004 with a BA in English. She minored in Russian. Long-range goals include visiting Israel, the Czech Republic and Liechtenstein. Susan is also planning to launch a micronation which would be called either Suzannistan or Eastern Suzanorovia.

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