The Blue Lady

A face pack guaranteed to make Miffy’s face look year’s younger. She had never had enough suiters to add up to a husband, so she bought it. She packed it on one Saturday night, and avoided church on Sunday. For the face pack refused to come off. For weeks she refused to go anywhere, thinking it would fade. Nothing took it off, even the sun did not fade it. It was azure blue. She started going to the market, and to other places, little by little. She wore a large headscarf, and diverted her head but the kids saw her. “Hey Mom! There is that Blue Lady!” they would yell. People renamed her Blue Lady and she became popular. People liked her better than they had ever liked her before. She was nicer now, kinder, more empathetic. She understood people with trauma a lot better now. She was not as quick to judge. A wonderful man decided to date her. The night before their wedding her face pack fell off. Fate in her best moment.