This evening, I go home earlier than usual. Besides it is Friday night, I also have nothing to do in the office since all reports were submitted to my Boss this morning. I happen to call my wife that is still in the office. She says her work will be accomplished in about thirty minutes so she could also be going home together with me. That’s great. Now I just have to wait for her coming out of her office.
Sitting on the park bench, I look at a new shoe store in the middle of the block across from the city park. This shoe store replaced an electronic warehouse that was noting good selling condition. What attracts me is that there have always one or two people coming in and out and other ones again and again since I sat down on the bench. This store must have something interesting inside that makes it visited more gradually.
When my wife comes out of her office and with her unforgettable smiles approaching me, I ask her whether she has time to see the shoe store I point at. She never refuses anything I offers that is why I will never let her go. Then, we both cross the street and shortly stand before the entrance of the store.
When we get inside, we are quite amazed with the complete collections of all kinds of shoes and foot wares. There are bike shoes, trail running shoes and other sports shoes at one corner; I could also see some pairs of golf shoes at the same corner that I wish to have. On the opposite corner, we could see some working and formal shoes made of fine leather and qualified synthetic. They are quite interesting.
Being well-arranged on an iron frame on the wall, some socks and stockings are attracting enough in various color and from different famous products. Down under the wall display, there are some collections of hosieries in differing styles. Now I wonder where my wife is.
Looking around I find her standing and holding a silver color of women shoes on the wedding shoe section. I remember that she wishes to have a pair of proper shoes for wedding parties of our relatives and friends. I approach her and she smiles at me asking whether she may take the pair she is holding. I have no trouble with anything if it could make her happy so I say Ok. She is so happy that she rushes out to the payment counter. Well, women are always like that.