Marilyn’s Mushroom

SPF July 8 2018 (1 of 1)

(Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding)

The glow from the sole lamp near the bed was a muted yellow. The reluctant hue cast its reflection upon the wall. Just above the lamp shade, was nailed to the wall the picture of a shapely woman arching her back, and balancing her weight upon one knee, all the while extending both her arms to hold what looked like a giant mushroom. “Marilyn with her Mushroom” was how Vilins had put it when he glimpsed the picture. Possessing a knack for the absurd and a penchant for the ludicrous, one could not have expected any less from this mercurial Chemical Engineer who called the Massachusetts Institute of Technology his first home.

Lola lay sprawled on the far end of the cot. Draped in a rumpled bed sheet, she asked, “so what has been the lesson of the night Mr. Engineer?”

“Male mice exhibited higher levels (than females) of stress hormones when injected with a pain-inducing agent in the presence of male pheromones…”

“Enough!” there was mock anger in Lola’s tone. “Tell me is there a symmetry among those who lie buried in a cemetery?”

“Ok I get it” conceded Vilins as he enveloped her in a vice like embrace.

(Word Count: 200)

Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Susan Spaulding. For more details, visit HERE.

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