The Tease

Old Wives Tales Series : IIX

 

 

 

 

Peter walked into the gift shop on fifth and just browsed the shelves. There were days like these .... when he felt that he was coming into contact with something but didn't know what.

 

He looked at the T-shirts on the rack. They screamed out at him with the signs of the times. ' F**k the clock ' said the first one. Another one claimed that the wearer was a member of the Abu Dhabi football club. A third just said ' whatever.'

 

He moved on and stood by the stands with the pendant necklasses. ' Those just came in recently,' the store clerk, a stout middle-aged lady told him as she passed.

 

He looked at a pendant of Jesus as a child, about the age of 11 - 12. His thoughts went to Maria and he figured it was a subtle way of saying she should be making friends with kids her own age. He had to move on.... he was getting to that delicate party age.

 

He picked it up. All at once he realized that the search that had consumed him the better part of that saturday morning had stopped. It had found its expression. He couldn't account for the sudden satisfaction that he felt. He didn't know .... and yet in participation with the greater part of his preoccupations, he had come to resolve an issue that might have been there or was waiting to emerge. Such are the ways of providence.