Dante's surprise

ALINA

True to Dante's words, signs were conveniently placed around the area, showing directions to different places.

This place was defintely a posh, gated community.

I followed the directions and sign boards. I spotted a lot of gated houses on my way, few individuals walking and lone mansions.

It took a while but after few turns and signs, I had approached a nearby grocery store. I was defintely in the urban open area of the community, away from Dante's secluded mansion.

People moved about like a tide chattering, the serene sound of children playing and mild car horns graced the air.

The name of the grocery store, 'Foodies' was bodly written in red italics. Its painting looked chipped and worn out but overall it looked like a dainty shop.

I walked inside and picked a basket but not before texting the tyrant of a husband that I had arrived.

Like every other super market, there were indications above each aisle which showed its content.

I briskly walked towards the dairy aisle becau