Spot the Sweetie
by Louisa Peck
Copyright 1986, 2012 Louisa Peck
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Once she’d posted her fork derisively in what was left of her pot roast and mashed potatoes, Fiska lit another cigarette and leaned back in her chair. A splotch of cadmium red still wet on her index finger smeared the filter close to where her lips touched, a bit like lipstick. It was highly toxic stuff, but then again, so were cigarettes.
Opposite her Vico twisted around in his seat, scanning the long white strokes of torso-studded cafeteria tables. “She’s not here. Sweetie, where are you?” he whined.
Fiska flicked ashes onto her untouched pile of spinach. “I’d help you look,” she said, “but frankly I can’t tell her from half the other girls around here.” Her eyes wavered over the two colors, speckled gray and murky green, which made her think of prehistoric times: dinosaurs and primordial mud.