Her Customer

by Jane Thomas

They were getting out of the shower together one morning and in the weird language of dreams, he began to dry her off with a hair dryer. She began to shrink like a fine cashmere sweater and was so tiny that he held her in his hand. He had to leave for work and was afraid to leave her alone with the cat in the house. So, he put her in his mouth to keep her safe and sucked on her all day. That morning when he woke he could still taste her. He did not speak at work that day lest the lingering flavor of that dream fade.


Jane Thomas has been writing since the second grade. Now a grown-up, she is a perpetual student and lover of life.