Kelly was claustrophobic.
Of course, she didn’t know that. She didn’t even know what claustrophobic meant.
Not-very-blissfully unaware, she simply avoided the subway, most alleyways, rooms without two exits, corners, small grocery stores, compact cars, buses, airplanes, and -for her entire life- the game of Hide and Seek.
It was when Kelly mentioned how even seeing skinny jeans made her hyperventilate that a sales clerk clued her in. “Skinny jeans make everyone short of breath,” he explained, “Especially those wearing them.”
Kelly smiled in relief, purchased a muumuu, and walked the five miles home to her open floor plan house. She felt happy.
©2021 Chel Owens