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The man in the yellow fedora stepped lively across the street. Dodging water puddles and a small lake at the corner storm drain plugged with old newspapers. Leaping the puddle he landed safely up on the curb. Smiling to him self he had managed to save his old penny loafers from another soaking. Glancing up at the storm gray sky he hurried two doors down from the corner and slipped through the old turnstile door at the five and dime. Yellow fedora wondered just how many more years that turnstile door might last. With it’s swishing sound of grated sand the door ground to a halt once again. Two panels closing off the outside and one panel of glass to the inside.
Waving to the cute cashier waiting behind the checkout counter he rounded a display of fifties style sunglasses that no one seemed to buy anymore. Making his way to the candy and confection counter he stood there and waited for the check out girl to come and wait on him. It only took her a few moments to close the fashion magazine she had been leafing through and make her way to the candy counter.
Mr. William’s so nice to see you again,” the counter girl purred in a dusky voice. Mr. William’s looked up and gave the girl his best smile. Returning his gaze to the contents of the candy case, “I would like a quarter pound of chocolate stars, please.”
Now the chocolate stars where all the way in the center front of the display case and the girl needed to open two of the sliding panels to be able to bend over and reach in then scoop out some of the chocolates. First she opened a small paper bag and placed it on the scale. Turning she reached for the small chocolate scoop pausing just long enough to check the buttons on her blouse. In one sweeping motion she picked up the scoop, bent over and reached all the way to the front of the candy case. As she was expecting Mr. William’s was bent over to watch her get his chocolate. With another flourish she poured the stars into the waiting bag. Checking the weight on the stars she quickly figured the price and rang it up over at the cash register. Mr. William’s paid for his candy and started to leave then stopped. Turning back to the cashier, “I, ahh have been coming in here for what the last forty five years? The girl nodded her head in agreement. “I have watched you get my candy every time.” The girl just smiled at him…
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Ano'wara


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The following comments are for "Five and Dime"
by Anowara

QUESTIONS
This little short either asks or implies several questions. Can you figure them out?
writeing challange: write a paragraph or two and post them in the comments. lets see where it gos

( Posted by: Anowara [Member] On: December 23, 2012 )





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