Thursday, June 9, 2022

The afternoon that mother and daughter had left the cutting table, making their way to the register,

they passed an old woman, whose eyes lit upon exactly the fabric she was looking for - and the bolt looked as if there was, at the very least, eight yards.  Lucky day...well, pretty much so.  The store did not have the reddish quartz buttons she wanted - needed a dozen - so she settled for the whitish ones.  Perhaps a drive to the big-box?  But that wasn't happening, bigs confused her - and so did driving any more than absolutely necessary.  Besides, there wasn't a whole lot of time.    This project wasn't like the last - where a pucker, here or there, would go unseen.  Checking her list, against the items in her cart, she had four spools of blood red thread.  As for the hem binding, there was no dark red, so she chose ten yards of white 3/4 inch cotton lace.  

The table attendant glowered, just a bit, at her upcoming customer.  The old woman cared not to take it personally - the clerk likely had a full shift, after her shift.  Oh probably, for starters:  run over to the daycare - and run quickly, lest she be charged an extra bundle - then over to the macarches for calorie-loaded burgers, fries and sodas - a recipe for a messy car, made messier.  

And yeah, Mrs. Andstone had a point - and alot of them - on her website - which, by the way, had, for some years, been creating ... a hornet's nest - especially among the Six faction, and absolutely, among their handlers.  Anyway, Mrs. A's experience with single motherhood, probably did not extend beyond some three to four days per year.  And Mrs. A. - per the Lord's blessings - didn't have to muck it out, in all sorts of weather, to the daycare, and to the workplace.  So yeah, the overly-thick clerk was so, because...well newsflash: healthy eating requires time - another little luxury, the poor woman, obviously didn't have.

Hmmph, the old woman pondered on, while waiting - she was now second in queue.  What was the cares-worn clerk supposed to have done?  'Oover'd 'em out??   

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