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Thistextisreproducedwiththepermissionoftheauthorforuseinthe2020MicroflixAwards.Notfordistribution.Copyrighttheauthor.
Mona Lisa by Susan McCreery
Where are her eyebrows?
What? said Graham.
Her eyebrows. She’s hairless.
I’ve never noticed.
I stood on tiptoes for another glimpse. And it’s tiny.
But what do you think of her?
I shrugged. What’s all the fuss about?
Graham frowned.
No eyelashes either.
Graham said, You’re missing le point.
Oh? What is le point?
The mystery. The quiet. The smile that isn’t always a smile.
Well. Give me Liberty with her hairy pits leading the people any day.
Graham’s frown deepened. I can’t believe your reaction. This is da Vinci, and
one of the most exquisite—
Is this how you think I should be? Because I’m not. I’m not this.
Don’t be ridiculous. It’s a 500-year-old painting! Take a look at the crowds.
I know! I twirled my arms around. It’s crazy if you ask me.
Sh. Keep your voice down.
Ooh. Am I being too loud? Too emotional? Are my eyebrows all ugly and
screwed up?
Graham raised his eyes to the ornate ceiling.
Aux armes! I cried, fist aloft. If you want me I’ll be at Liberty in Room 77.