dimanche 30 janvier 2011

the BouqueT

I was in a booth trying some pants, my sister waiting outside on the wooden bench, her arms full of the clothes that weren't fitting, then i asked calmy through the short curtain, "do we have time?", concerned that she could be bored and hungry, "It's eleven fifteen, she says, so it's ok", thinking aloud i say "oh we have time then", and immediately after i hear a man's voice, replying with a slight hiccup in his eagerness, playful as he was ending a joke i started, "oh it's ok we have time", and my sister starts to laugh, intrigued i pass my head out of the booth, "what's happening", and i see next to my hilarious sister, two kids, a teenage girl, a man and a woman, a whole family, watching me, all smiling, wide and sincere, "it seems we have the same preoccupation" the man warmly nods toward me, i felt empowered and i thought "the world can't harm me!"

Easy as that , i received a bouquet of smiles.

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