Unfulfilled Dreams | Marion Clarke
Lydia is quite breathless by the time she finishes blowing up the final balloon. She finds it difficult to know exactly how far she can go: too little and it will deflate too early; too much and it will burst. Oh well, as long as they last the evening.
After polishing a few champagne glasses, she goes through to the bedroom to apply her makeup. The last rays of sunlight flash on a small heart-shaped pendant on the dressing table, suddenly reminding Lydia of her eighteenth birthday.
She jumps at the loud buzz of the doorbell. Satisfied with her reflection, Lydia puts on a happy face to greet the first guest.
Marion Clarke is a writer and artist from Warrenpoint, Northern Ireland.