|
Post by Mirsada Anezka on Mar 23, 2009 0:39:27 GMT -5
I placed the carved fish on the shelf, letting my finger caress it softly as I thought about the journey it had made all the way from Ch’n. Such a little things to have come so far.
I stepped back from the display, making sure everything was positioned just so before picking up the crate everything had been packed in and taking it behind the counter. I dusted the straw from my dress and looked around my store.
It didn’t feel the same anymore. I didn’t feel the same anymore. I sighed softly as I took a seat, wondering what was wrong with me. There didn’t seem to be much business anymore, but maybe that was just me as well. I almost felt as if I’d lost my passion for it. Maybe it had just been too long since I’d really dealt with anyone, too long since anyone had given me the thrill of a good negotiation.
I couldn’t sell the business, it wasn’t an option, it had been in my family for too long. My hand trailed over my stomach. I should be married by now, I should have a child to pass this on to. I never used to be so melancholy, never so introspective. Time was moving on though and me with it.
I sighed again and looked out at my store, watching the people pass by on the other side of the windows.
|
|