Sunday, November 16, 2008

justwrite 16 november

Travis appears suddenly behind Lindsay. She knows he’s there because he taps her on the shoulder as she’s considering how to address the eight year old looking boy in front of her watching his family sized box of Frosted Flakes reach her hand on the conveyer belt. The boy holds up a credit card and looks hopeful.

Travis has the ability to sneak up suddenly without appearing to have made any noise producing or even physical movement at all. It’s sort of freaky, especially later at night as the store empties out and gets quieter.

“Lindsay!” he announces in a booming voice. Why must he announce, you wonder. Perhaps to make up for the sneaking…? I don’t know either.

The Frosted Flakes hopeful hears this voice of authority, looks at Travis with a face full of alarm, and bolts. He’s out the door by the time Travis continues with what his announcement. Travis talks/ booms on, and Lindsay wonders whose credit card that was and why the boy was so concerned about such a dubious figure of authority.

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