stopping fate

prologue:

free things and flowers

They say the best things in life are free. Well, people who said that are either make money out of fame or, doesn't work in a small sandwich place who offers unlimited homemade ketchup(which is i know--does take an effort to prepare). Because, as far as I know, there is no free in free. A free music download from internet usually counted by its gigabytes, a free taste can give salmonella, or a free smile from your crush.. well, it's not really free, it's paid. As he pay for his sandwich, I saw a distinct one. Originally the customer's favorite egg sandwich with bacon and blue cheese is delicious, but for this special customer, i might give it for free. But, having to get fired.. I can't afford it now. I just give him an extra drops to his cold ice tea, extra slice of egg(which i also do), and extra mega-watt smile.

"Thanks.", he said as he received my love for free! ahm.. I mean the combo. 

Welcome my dear. It's for you, only you.

"Have a nice day.", I tried to compose. 

He turns as he starts to walk. Those broad shoul--

He faces me again. Yes, hon?

"Yeah.. it's a nice day. take care." 

That would have been nice. You know, turning back again, saying take care and all. But the gesture feels like something i can see everywhere.. like.. yeah, like it's free but ordinarily free. He grips his leather messenger bag and a bunch of red tulips spread wide from their stems.