An hour ago, her biggest decision had been which lipstick to wear—the red or the copper. Which would look best on camera with her navy pinstriped pantsuit?
She set her face in a sympathetic yet confident mask for the broadcast. The radar showed a Category 3 hurricane headed for Florida. Her copper-colored lips issued warnings, preparations, evacuations.
Wind intensified and changed direction, heading northwest toward Louisiana. The storm surge would kill hundreds and there was no time to evacuate.
Now her decision was who to text first. She might have time to send two if she was lucky.
November 26 Prompt: Dissonant (Write a story using two ideas, people, or objects that don’t go together.)
Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch
I used an online Random Word Generator
This gave me: “Lipstick” and “Radar”