Today’s challenger is another Swanwick writer, Julia Underwood, that I was lucky enough to meet a couple of weeks while at Swanwick. Julia’s response comes in the form of The Hat which may be read below.
Emma pressed her face against the window like a child drooling at a sweetshop. There it was: the loveliest hat. She drank in the beauty of fine straw; sweeping brim; tumbling gauze flowers. Perfect for showing off at her best friend’s wedding.
But she could never afford such expensive headwear. She had to find someone rich enough to pay for it, and she knew who that would be.
She sought him out. Charmed, cajoled and, in time, seduced him.
Her friend discovered them together and, heartbroken, ended the engagement.
Now Emma had no need to buy a hat.
Ooh ah. I wasn’t expecting that, were you?