The Red Stilts

The red stilettos were perfect. A perfect distraction in a stuffy boardroom meeting or for an evening out with that cute Australian boy next door. If he agreed, that is. Sadly though, the shoes went straight from the store to the back of the closet. Taken out for a stolen glance. Sometimes tried on tentatively but quickly hidden at the sound of approach. Because no one would ever understand. But he didn’t care because the minute he put on those stilettos, he became a princess. Above and beyond the world’s opinion. 

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