Jinhee pulls out the receipt from her back pocket and carefully skims the clear font while walking.
"Ah yeah! Saved four dollars and sixty-three cents." She fistpumps and folds the paper back into her pocket.
Then grabbing from one of the bags, a green popsicle, which was watermelon flavored, and unwraps it.
It was one of Jinhee's favorites.
She trashes the plastic into a nearby recycling bin and begins to savor the sweet taste of 一
Sudden sounds of sobbing.
"Huh?"
The crying sounded like it was coming right around the corner from where she came.
She carefully creeps toward the corner, pausing for a brief second before peeking around.
She sees a boy seated on the bench.
His hands were covering his face, as he was hunched over. His elbows were propped up on his thighs to support the weight of his head.
Sudden pity washes over her, and she strolls closer to the boy, the plastic bags gently swaying in her arms.
The constant sniffs and whimpering continue to sound out to her ears. She comes to a stop, staying quiet for a mere moment before clearing her throat.
YOU ARE READING
To The Market
Fanfiction"My mother used to say that sweet things can sometimes cheer a person up, so here." In which a girl heading home from the market, finds a lone boy on a bench crying.
