Seeing Colour by Amber Faucher

Author:Amber Faucher [Faucher, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-09T16:00:00+00:00

“I love this!”

Evie smiled to herself, still so proud to hear her patient’s trill with exuberance over Connie’s designs.

The young girl was from the bakery next door. She had spotted the bright frames on one of their other recent inductees who had purchased cinnamon buns after picking up their new glasses. The blond was a student at the art college, and was delighted by the collection. She kept making breathy exhalations and little squeaks of glee as she tried on frames.

“It suits you very well,” Evie explained, “the square of the front thins the face and opens up the eye structure, so we can really see their colour. The green gives your eyes this beautiful earthy-tone, and the blue on the side evens out the skin tone. You have such nice skin, you should show it off.”

The girl nodded her agreement fervently. She glanced down at the chunky plastic frame that she had worn in and frowned.

“The last bloke I bought glasses from had said that these frames were all the rage, but, honestly, I think it just made me look tired. I’m a student! I am tired! I dinna want to look it.” Her accent was light and airy, with a melodic quality to the lilt and pattern that Evie envied. It made everything she said sound beautiful and sincere.

The blond lifted her chin and assessed her reflection again. She drew a fingertip down the length of the temple. “But maybe I dinna want this colour…”

“Well, the frame suits you beautifully, but you are not stuck with this combination.”

Evie showed her the other combos, explaining, “The designer has made all the hinges the same size, so it allows us the ability to interchange parts. We can make you a completely customized frame, based on you: your hair colour, your eye colour, your skin tone.”

“That’s brilliant!” she gave an exhilarated shout, as her face lit up like a firecracker.

They decided on the same model but with a lavender front and bubble-gum pink temples. As Evie changed the arm, her mind wandered—worrying about her designer.

Connie hadn’t surfaced yet.

Evie knew that Ian would have made good on his promise and gotten Connie home. But the desire to race up to the flat and check on him nagged at her heels. Of course, she couldn’t. She was running the store alone and couldn’t leave. Plus, since the disagreement with Mara over the frames was still raw, the optician needed to keep her head straight and her nose clean. She had to get her mind off that Scot—off her boss—and back on her job.

The head of the screwdriver chose that moment to slip off the screw’s top, puncturing a hole clean through the pad of her finger. The girl sucked in a sharp breath as the piercing pain faded into a dull throb. A red pearl beaded from the wound. Just what she needed, and she was only halfway through the morning.

Evie grabbed a tissue to staunch the blood and continued with the screw. From behind, she heard a startled gasp.

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