Flash Fiction: The Only Way is Nude

Pearl Alley thrived. The local dress shop catered to the nudists. Jude and Coen stripped off their gear and stored their items in the oversized locker they rented. 

“Freedom,” said Coen, slamming the door shut.

The pair walked down the stairs and waved at Anne as she sold a skimpy cotton dress to a naked customer on the first floor.

“Did you see the coin she traded with? It looked old.”

“You have enough old coins — home.” 

Jude took her husband’s hand and led him down the alley to the beach. Hitting the water, their legs turned into tails. They swam home.

~*~

Note:
This week’s story stars two characters from the novel I have been working on and therefore set in The ImmorTales World. I figure I’ve put these two through enough hell and they deserve a break. Darkest story I’ve ever written and coming from me that says a lot.