Violet Sparks

Chapter Two - A Baffling Encounter

Frosty gusts of wind splashed cooly across my face, as I admired the people of this neighborhood mundanely hustling about beneath the mixed hues of tree leaves the end of Autumn has to offer.

The rowdy cries of mischievous little kids playing on the front gardens filled the air, whose mothers stood enthusiastically chatting amongst each other not too far behind them; and the frenzied sight of clustered, teenaged boys boldly practicing their kickflipping skateboarding moves on the side of the street, followed by their predestined face plantations with the ground that painfully accompanied each and every one of those flopped attempts.

I held in my laugh the best that I could, as I pass by them, glimpsing at the prime moment one of the latest victims face quickly falls in horror, as he realizes he broke his now smushed, black pair of round glasses.

After walking a couple more feets away from them, I couldn't help completely releasing my restrained burst of laughter, slightly turning my head around to view the spectacle of broken glasses boy chasing after everybody skittishly running away in fear for said called money compensation.

''I can't believe I just witnessed something as wild as that unfold right before my very eyes," I breathe out in disbelief, "I wonder if more amusing stuff like this takes place regularly in this neighborhood, I would instantly drop everything I'm doing in the name of free entertainment."

I joyously turn back around and continue walking down the leaf littered sidewalk, eyes wandering around for the sight of the convenience store I should be nearing by now, when I finally lay my eyes upon it.

Flora was the mid-sized name hung up on the corner store located on the bottom right of the building before me. I could tell this shop has been here for quite the long while, as I analyzed its worn looking, wooden built exterior that gave off an overall rustic, yet pleasantly elegant feels to the place.

''The inside must be anciently weary.'' I think to myself, but I was surprised to see how wrongly proven I was, as I push open its wide glass door to be met with a modernly set up interior, contrasting its weary exterior looks.

There were rows of wooden built shelves neatly sectioned out throughout the whole space, with the familiar sound of conditioned air clearly buzzing from the ceiling above and the washed out rays of sunlight streaming through the windowpanes, casting a gentle shimmer to the goods facing towards them.

"This place sure got a certain charm to it." I speak out, unable to really put a finger on the it factor.

But the missing element that seemed to be the most prominent in the store was the lack of human figures that were currently present.

"Everybody must be out playing, I guess. Looks like I won't be able to mingle with anybody today."

I shrug off my slight disappointment and begin mindlessly trailing my hand alongside one of the shelves closest to me, as I start roaming around the aisles for the Ice cream section.

"Let's see now. Magazines? Nope. Canned food? Uh-uh. Popcorn?" I pick up a cheese flavored microwavable packets box and begin scrutinizing it up close, "Not it, but with me you go." I announce in my wisest tone, bringing along one other box in my arms, just so I don't have to share mine with Mom and Dad.

"A wise solution indeed, lady Park." Commented my second ranking wisest tone.

"Why thank you, lady Park." Put forth my first ranking wisest tone.

"Now where are you, my dearest ice cream?" I question out to the void in my normal voice again, turning the corner end of the aisle, "Don't be scared, I'm only here for one of yo-"