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Captioned Images Series: In Disguise
Created: 04/12/2025
Justin tried to look inconspicuous sitting on the wooden bench, legs crossed too deliberately, flipping through a magazine he’d picked up from the salon’s waiting area. The glossy pages rustled in his hands, though he wasn’t reading them. He kept glancing up through the corners of his eyes, past the potted ferns framing the salon’s front window, where his wife moved about inside—scissors in hand, laughter in her eyes, the soft hum of the hairdryer never quite masking her voice.
He was in disguise, of course. A pretty good one, he thought. Enough to keep the world at bay.
She was brushing out a client’s hair when her eyes flicked toward the window. Just a split-second glance, almost casual, but Justin felt it like a punch. She paused, cocked her head slightly, then offered a small, knowing smile—half amused, half scolding.
Busted.
Justin quickly lowered the magazine, flipping to a new page he wouldn’t remember. He felt heat rise in his cheeks. A moment later, she leaned down to whisper something to her client, then turned and made her way toward the front door.
As she stepped outside, arms folded and smirk in place, she said, “You know, if you wanted to see me, you could’ve just walked in like a normal person.”
Justin opened his mouth to protest, then shut it again. She raised an eyebrow.
“That good, huh?” she teased, nodding toward his disguise. “Almost had me.”
He sighed. “I just… wanted to see you in your element.”
She laughed and leaned down to kiss his cheek. “Next time, try not to spy on me like a weirdo.”
And with that, she went back inside.
Justin watched her go, magazine forgotten, heart full.
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