Rough Writers and Friends December 8 flash fiction challenge: In 99 words (no more, no less), write using the word gander as a verb.
“Hey, baby, how you doo-in?”
“Well, hel-lo, beautiful! “
Sidelong, Jane can see the predatory teeth. Other faces join the leer, other voices join the taunts.
“C’mon, smile, honey.”
“Take a gander at this, boys.”
Jane looks up with her eyes only, head down. All men. One in khakis and loafers, laptop bag, intent on his phone. Another checks his watch, the street, the sky, studiously oblivious. The rest grin widely or waggle eyebrows.
No allies.
She tightens her jaw and continues, aware of every twitch of her buttocks as she walks away.
“Bitch. You need to learn to smile!”
This is a vignette from The Life and Times of Jane Doe. Fun and thought-provoking flashes from other writers can be found at the Carrot Ranch link above.
99 Monkeys 
And welcome to the unwritten world of male subjugation of women. It transcends blue and white collars. “No allies.” Wow, and yes.
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