The CMW Timeline! (The Shopkeepers POV)

What is an old lady to do? I suppose what her Lord expect of her of course. I smiled to myself as I dusted off an old table. I never quite understood why people hate dusting so much. You should take pride it in it. It means you won. Anything you still have a mind to dust is something that survived long enough to be worth the effort to keep. We were not all so fortunate to be given a chance to embrace the feeling of being cared for by something with that kind of pride. I looked at my own hand, and perhaps soon, I too would no longer be worth dusting.

I could hear the call. Yes, I know. The one you want is nearby aren't they? I could feel it too. A kindred connection perhaps, even if they hadn't yet met their destiny. After all, is that not what destiny is? The idea that you already complete, somewhere out there? Maybe once I could have understood it better but my mind was struggling at this point. I did envy him, or her. The one that would be taking my place.

Not in the way people think though, I mean sure, people think of envy as the sorrow as the road you want to travel, the thing you want to have. Having lived it once, I would have loved to have it twice. But I suppose despite my collection, I thought looking at all these trinkets, perhaps, I was not that greedy. Carpets, to lamps, and boxes, to vintage type writers. Wonders from every corner of the earth, and even a few from the waters around it.

Collecting so many where had been, such a pleasure. I got more lust from the thrill of adventure than I could ever have gained from the husband a white picket fence. I wonder which of my-

Oh? I know! Will you give it a rest already. I smiled. I sat down next to the box. Perhaps, it was not in their nature to be virtuous at the best of times, and patience was certainly not your virtue was it. But could you spare me your wrath? My hand truck broke, and I am not so strong anymore. I took a breath.

Yes, I am not getting any younger. I grabbed a cookie just to try and satisfy me for a moment. A more gluttonous celebration could be had after closing.

Plus, old or not. I had my charms. I had one finale duty, and then, I could be permitted to embrace sloth. The bell rang as I opened the door to my shop and stepped out side, I took out an old shade of lipstick.