“Have you decided on a style?” the man asked, donning an apron.
“Curved upwards. Similar to mine but without thinned ends.”
The snipping started. Grey facial hairs landed all about.
The client looked at his freshly trimmed terrier and sighed approvingly. “Perfect. Now our moustaches match, aligning Woofember with Movember.”
Krystyna writes poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction. Her published works can be found online and in magazines and anthologies.