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Day 19 - Prompt: in the marketplace
Setting: The Colony, within days of Day 1's Hello and an uncertain time before Day 10's Music Therapy
Title: Sweet and Sour Market
Friday night meant shopping night and a chance to show Thomas a little more of the neighborhood. Melissa and Richard pointed out different places they enjoyed going on the way to their favorite store. Thomas following along nodding quietly to everything they said. It only took a few minutes to arrive and after giving the boy's hair a rub Melissa grabbed a basket.
"May I," Melissa looked down at the quiet words, the first Thomas had said on the entire walk. "May I carry the basket Miss Emory?"
"Well, it may get a little heavy." Melissa looked over to Richard who shrugged. Finally deciding that if it was enough to get him to talk then it was worth trying. "But we can give it a try."
Thomas flashed a shy smile as he took the basket. "Thank you Miss Emory."
Melissa and Richard often did the shopping together and had the store's layout right in their heads. Heading straight for each item they wanted. Thomas following right along holding up the basket each time the found something to buy.
"Em! Richy! And who is this, someone's little brother visiting?"
Thomas held the basket a little closer and tried to slip behind Richard. Stopping and looking up as Richard give his shoulder a squeeze before answering the stranger.
"He's Thomas, he's fostering with us this year from out west. Thomas, this is Brandy, she's in classes with all three of us."
Thomas looked up from the floor and nodded. "Hello Miss Br--"
"Oh. One of them. Too bad about the brat, at least it's only a year, right? Hey, if you can escape tomorrow night I'm having a little party. Wine, cheese, a little ice cream."
Richard didn't bother to keep Thomas from slipping behind him for the rest of the conversation. Simply nodding until Brandy finally remembered the ice cream in her cart and wandered away. Giving Thomas's shoulder a squeeze again.
"Yeah... That's Brandy all right. You shouldn't be seeing her too much. We usually don't spend time with her outside of class."
"What he means is she's a stuck up bi--, a stuck up bore." Melissa looked away, her cheeks threatening to match Thomas's strawberry hair at her near slip.
"Hey, Tommy, you have a favorite flavor of ice cream?"
Thomas shook his head up to Richard.
"Hmm, ever had any?"
Richard let his eyes go wide as that red head shook again.
"Well, we can't fix Brandy, but we can fix that. We'll pick up our favorites and after dinner you can tell us which one is your new favorite."
ravenswept's 30 Days of Flash Fiction MemeMy 30 Days of Flashfic Index Page
Day 19 - Prompt: in the marketplace
Setting: The Colony, within days of Day 1's Hello and an uncertain time before Day 10's Music Therapy
Title: Sweet and Sour Market
Friday night meant shopping night and a chance to show Thomas a little more of the neighborhood. Melissa and Richard pointed out different places they enjoyed going on the way to their favorite store. Thomas following along nodding quietly to everything they said. It only took a few minutes to arrive and after giving the boy's hair a rub Melissa grabbed a basket.
"May I," Melissa looked down at the quiet words, the first Thomas had said on the entire walk. "May I carry the basket Miss Emory?"
"Well, it may get a little heavy." Melissa looked over to Richard who shrugged. Finally deciding that if it was enough to get him to talk then it was worth trying. "But we can give it a try."
Thomas flashed a shy smile as he took the basket. "Thank you Miss Emory."
Melissa and Richard often did the shopping together and had the store's layout right in their heads. Heading straight for each item they wanted. Thomas following right along holding up the basket each time the found something to buy.
"Em! Richy! And who is this, someone's little brother visiting?"
Thomas held the basket a little closer and tried to slip behind Richard. Stopping and looking up as Richard give his shoulder a squeeze before answering the stranger.
"He's Thomas, he's fostering with us this year from out west. Thomas, this is Brandy, she's in classes with all three of us."
Thomas looked up from the floor and nodded. "Hello Miss Br--"
"Oh. One of them. Too bad about the brat, at least it's only a year, right? Hey, if you can escape tomorrow night I'm having a little party. Wine, cheese, a little ice cream."
Richard didn't bother to keep Thomas from slipping behind him for the rest of the conversation. Simply nodding until Brandy finally remembered the ice cream in her cart and wandered away. Giving Thomas's shoulder a squeeze again.
"Yeah... That's Brandy all right. You shouldn't be seeing her too much. We usually don't spend time with her outside of class."
"What he means is she's a stuck up bi--, a stuck up bore." Melissa looked away, her cheeks threatening to match Thomas's strawberry hair at her near slip.
"Hey, Tommy, you have a favorite flavor of ice cream?"
Thomas shook his head up to Richard.
"Hmm, ever had any?"
Richard let his eyes go wide as that red head shook again.
"Well, we can't fix Brandy, but we can fix that. We'll pick up our favorites and after dinner you can tell us which one is your new favorite."
