The small shop

You decide to do something for the soul and go to the small shop. The vegetables here are more fresh too. Buying things here didn’t costs much time either. The shop owner greets you friendly. He is an old man who greets everyone who comes to his shop. Not that he really knows you. You believe he can’t remember you because one time he called you a young boy after you tried a short haircut.

The shop is full of things from local farms. Fruits, vegetables, honey, bread and even a few clothes. When you have everything you go to pay for your food. But then you notice a man who sneaks up behind you. However, you feel no fear. Instead you smile because your feeling tells you who it is.

“Hey Princess,” the man says and hugs you from behind, “god, you still grow higher every time I see you. Soon you will be higher then me.”

“Nice to meet you, uncle Floyd,” you say and turn around smiling, “you know, the last guy who called me a princess and touched me was released from the hospital full three days later. You wouldn’t believe how many perverts are out there.”

The man you call uncle Floyd is not really an uncle of you. He is a friend of your parents, especially your father who was a classmate of him. Floyd is a farmer who lives a few miles away from the town. But he often sells this shop some of his crops and fruits. You spent many days at his farm working and playing with his sons. They are like brothers to you. You also were at the marriage ceremony of his eldest son.

When a reckless farming concern tried to sue Floyd to buy his land last year you asked your friends and colleagues for help. Together you managed to turn down the lawsuit. But then some of his goons tried to set the farm on fire by night. You helped to fight the fire and them and spend your spare time the next month to hunt down the criminals and **** them to testify against there former boss. These guys are for you like family. And you will not allow anyone to mess with them.

“Well if you want, you can still quit your job and come live with us,” Floyd offers smiling, “Benny would love to meet you more often. The boy always had a crush on you. And he is still single.”

“Nice offer but I have to turn down like the last twenty tries to make me date one of your sons,” you ask laughing, “by the way how is Ed? I heard his wife is pregnant.”

“Ah, no,” Floyd answers a little uncomfortable, “she is not. Even if both tried it annoying often. Then even made out during Potato harvest. We don’t know where this strange story came from. But if you want you can visit us and check out yourself.”

“I will,” you answer, “my last visit has been a while. Well, did somebody caused you trouble lately?”

“No, since what you did to the last guys nobody dares to bother us,” Floyd answers happy, “and that’s good. I like my peaceful farming life. But I’m stealing your time here. Have a good day. And keep up protecting the poor. We all stand behind you.”

You smile, say goodbye and go to pay for your goods. It’s always nice to meet someone friendly. With a good mood you leave the store.

You have all the food you wanted to buy you decide that there is still some time left. You look around. Until you have to be back at home you have around an hour you could visit either the electric sore or your favorite weapons shop. You also can go over to the ice cream parlor or head home early.