Chapter Nine

Walking up on the sidewalk on Fairy's Street, Love Morris took a rather abrupt halt and then tipped her head, staring curiously at the tall building right in front of her by the street.

She watched the stalls open around the building. There was a small stall right next to the entrance to the building which seemed to be a boutique.

Two mannequins wearing sequins dresses and classy shoes and bags sat in an unrealistic English garden complete with trellises, fake ivy and climbing white roses.

The beautiful, yet fake plastic ladies, seemed to be leaning towards each other over a small round table, as if they were sharing their most deepest, delicious secrets and spilling the tea.

A tea set on the table before them, completed the picture.

She stood there in complete awe. Admiring the beautiful scenery.

"What a lovely neighborhood indeed". she muttered to herself in a rather subtle voice.

She loved it here. She wished she had grown up in a neighborhood like this.

Where birds chirped louder