Twisted

Artist "Martha"

Dear Martha has a simple story. Cards and I were taking a walk and listening for any interesting conversations. One caught my ear quickly.

"A beard? On a lady?"

"Yeah it's long too! I heard her boyfriend tried to shave it off in her sleep."

"What a freak!"

A smile appeared as I approached the group. "Where may I find this bearded lady?" I asked eager. They all gave me weird looks. I didn't know if they were from my looks or that I nudged into their conversation. I didn't really care either way. One guy slowly spoke up and gave me her location. I thank them and report to Cards. Cards smiles and his legs immediately moved. I followed.

We came up to a small but decent house. Cards knocked on the door fixing his adorable little headband. The door unlocks and cracks open. A pure set of blue eyes peek out. "Who's there?" A woman spoke. Cards introduced us and asked for a bearded lady. The door opened up more. There was lovely Martha. I smiled and jump on her shoulder.

"What if you join us to shine in that splendid beard of yours?" I ask looking at her. She hesitated.

"Join? Join what?" Martha looked between us.

"Twisted" Cards and I spoke in unison. Martha's eyes widened as her brain froze. Cards explained a bit more before asking if she would join. Martha let out a sigh and agreed.

Easy. Another one down.