They went to the Metropolitan and then they bought deli food and sat outdoors at Rockefeller Center. Florence browsed the Japanese bookstore and exclaimed over the cover designs and took notes on elegances she might like to use on her web site, and even bought one or two books to show to the designer. Florence hadn’t grown up with all that, but she had adapted. Just as everyone was adapting just now.
The undines came up through the deep blue-green waters and smiled their inhuman smiles, and Stavros offered them morsels: sushi this time, at which they smiled with their pointed teeth and took it in cold long-fingered hands.
Florence looked at her, considering. “Just like feeding the ducks.”
E. P. Beaumont 
This snippet left me with a shudder… the undines sound pretty creepy. And then out of nowhere, a fun, snarky comment! Love it 🙂 Just like feeding the Ducks! LMAO
I love the flow of this. It’s the kind of read I can get lost in and maybe with to return at the end, or perhaps not.
“cold long-fingered hands” packs such a descriptive punch.
This is a beautiful excerpt, l love the description of the undines.
Very evocative snippet. Thanks for sharing!
Undines! Great juxtaposition of the mundane and the strange.
Ooh, creepy-fun. I like.
I really the like description and the general atmosphere here.
It all sounds so normal and kind of daydreamy, and then undines! Good six. 🙂
Ha! Yes, I liked that comical twist at the end too 🙂