The Groceries

(1) The Groceries

My name is Violet Purchman. It was almost 9am. I was with my husband watching Netflix with some popcorn. I had to get some stuff for dinner so I went to the local grocery store. I was in a hurry because the turkey takes hours to cook. I was speeding down the aisle and as soon as I got to the end another woman bumbed into me. We both fell down to the ground in a quite awkward position. I slid myself out from under her, but... There was something about her that made my cheeks go completly red. *Violet! You're married! You can't possibly have FEELINGS for this woman!* I picked myself up and helped her with her stuff. I picked her up and helped her regain her balance. I saw her sweep her hair out of her eyes. "Your eyes... They're beautiful!" I said. "Thanks!" She said. I stood in silence. "There's no way that's your actual voice." I said. "I get that alot." I ran my fingers through her dark, black hair. She backed away. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that." I said apologetically. "Let me walk you out." I said. "Okay." I walked her out of the building. She pulled out a piece of paper and wrote her number on it. "Here, in case you need anyone to talk to." She said as she was giving me the paper. She started to walk to her car with her bag with Pepsi and bread. I grabbed her arm and said "wait! I never caught your name." "It's Aubrey." She replied. I let go of her arm. "I'll call you later Aubrey." I said.

To be continued...