"the number 3" - a new fiction series

"Estimate the size of my face with your hands in the formation of the island swan. No, like this (showing client), hands need to be firm yet pliant, ready to change. You need work", she ran a comb through her hair and grimaced. The sun broke through a brown cloud and shone steadily through the leaden window pane. The music of Santana played softly from a radio. Gerkins were laid out on the table on a homemade plate made by an 8th grader.

The gerkins got up and walked like they were made of electricity. And they were moving like trains along a track and there was loud buzzing. That's the end.

And then everything faded to the color purple, 100% opacity.