Shane's Perspective
I looked around the whole store.
There was nothing that really stood out.
I was getting tired and annoyed.
I was about ready to leave, but I don't know
why I suddenly got the urge to go into the clothing section.
I decided that if I were to die today, it could at least be in something nice..?
I don't know why I was making excuses to myself for going into the clothing isle.
Once I was there I was almost instantly over
it.
I was leaving, in a rush.
I bumped into a man.
He looked around my age.
He looked at me and I could tell he was tearing up.
I don't know why he would cry over me.
Did I hurt him?
Shit...
"hey sorry, are you okay?" I asked with genuine concern in my voice.
