City Winter
You’re enjoying the arcade games with your friends at the mall. Your best friend leans down to swipe the ‘game card’ for your air hockey match and suddenly someone shoves her out of the way. You help her up and turn to glare at the offender, surprised to find a ten year old girl playing the game with her brother. She turns and gives you a look of bored contempt. Her maid, draped in an old blue shawl gives you a sympathetic look and apologizes for the girl.
At a shop two floors below, a black dress appeals to you but just as you are about to pick it up, a young woman picks it up. She looks like an egoistic, over rated B-list movie character (and by B I mean BAD). “Won’t this look lovely on me?” she asks. I exchange looks with my
You’re enjoying the arcade games with your friends at the mall. Your best friend leans down to swipe the ‘game card’ for your air hockey match and suddenly someone shoves her out of the way. You help her up and turn to glare at the offender, surprised to find a ten year old girl playing the game with her brother. She turns and gives you a look of bored contempt. Her maid, draped in an old blue shawl gives you a sympathetic look and apologizes for the girl.
At a shop two floors below, a black dress appeals to you but just as you are about to pick it up, a young woman picks it up. She looks like an egoistic, over rated B-list movie character (and by B I mean BAD). “Won’t this look lovely on me?” she asks. I exchange looks with my