Post by Vance Alderwood on Dec 4, 2010 19:54:32 GMT -7
It was early in the day. The sun was poking half-heartedly from behind some greyish clouds. Few people were out and about, but Vance was one of them. His baby girl Nona was talking gibberish in her strollar; Sunny was walking off a leash beside them. She was a loyal dog and didn't attack unless attacked.
He pushed the strollar around the corner and made his way to the news stand for the morning paper. Vance took one off the pile and handed the man five dollars - three more than it costed - and told him to keep the tip. It was the same as every other morning.
Until he heard a girl yelling. Vance asked the news stand man to watch Nona and Sunny and ran to see what was the matter. At the far corner he saw a man clearly making the girl uncomfortable and hurried forward. Giving the other a shove, he gripped the front of the mans shirt and said through gritted teeth, "Leave her the hell alone." warmth rushed to his hands and the mans shirt caught fire. He took off without another word; Vance turned to the girl. "Are you alright?"
He pushed the strollar around the corner and made his way to the news stand for the morning paper. Vance took one off the pile and handed the man five dollars - three more than it costed - and told him to keep the tip. It was the same as every other morning.
Until he heard a girl yelling. Vance asked the news stand man to watch Nona and Sunny and ran to see what was the matter. At the far corner he saw a man clearly making the girl uncomfortable and hurried forward. Giving the other a shove, he gripped the front of the mans shirt and said through gritted teeth, "Leave her the hell alone." warmth rushed to his hands and the mans shirt caught fire. He took off without another word; Vance turned to the girl. "Are you alright?"
